You never see me in the morning
You barely see me when I'm sat there looking through you
These old deceptions that we're holding
I understood them once
But seems that we never knew
What we were thinking
Vision's blurring
Stand like a lighthouse in a storm
Seek for the beam of light
Lost sight of all shape and form
My head is upright in the dark
Odds are against me
What am I
When I'm holding on
Hands are slipping
Vision's blurring
We must let go
Of what we can't hold
I'm stuck at bay while you drift away
This blind devotion that we're seeking
The ghosts we're chasing after
Gone, with not a return
Now will you step into the light
Reveal yourself to me, now
Put up a fight
What are we doing, here
Clouds rush in, with fear
Please hold our rope
As I scratch my throat
I'm feeling hazy, feeling heavy
Now nothings clear, shore disappears
I may not cope
We might rock that boat
Now we're drifting
