Went to War

Went to war for a lovable feeling

Tearing another instinct apart

Held two piece, a silver quarter, while I was speeding

Never wash yourself up ashore

Better off with the water cut off

The only living proof I got

Is just the sand that I was made of

Got tired building it up

I found the quiet place I lost, it's just a cell upon the river

Clenched to places where the bottom line

Is scattered with a rain cloud

I still hope to fall

I'm not running, I'm not failing, nor I'm evading

Wonder where the nerves are still numb