Candil De La Calle

Down in the blinding light It's getting cold I've been worn out by the night But I can't let go And the sounds in my ears explain I've been here too long The freedom hard to maintain I should be gone Long have I waited here For nothing to come The sequence of twisted turns That can't be undone They're paying your rent They're feeding your kids But it's taking much more Than pleasing your needs Saw the water rising On a beautiful day A flood only washing the ones away Who were lying in the sun And you're still where you've begun Long have I waited here For nothing to come The sequence of twisted turns That can't be undone Long have I waited here For nothing to come The sequence of twisted turns That can't be undone And you've hurt yourself trying And you've hurt yourself trying And you've hurt yourself trying And you've hurt yourself trying (And you've hurt yourself trying) (And you've hurt yourself trying) (And you've hurt yourself trying) (And you've hurt yourself)