Archeology
Wooden Ships
You drew thin and merged a wrong that wasn't sin.You spoke to spirits from withinOh, they need you more than you need them.Oh, ohI felt it whentide turned and they couldn't swim But you showed up and pulled them inRopes can't hold the hearts of menBut it's morning nowyeah, it's here and we're not wellLest the eyes of a chosen view see how I've seen you.I can't say I don't have trouble feeling these daysThey say pain is so past sane,well I guess I found my rightful place.But my soul will healand the cures will do me well.These legs will stand once moreand we'll see the way we used to see.
From Letras Mania