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Cold, wet and salt-stained leather on my feet In my right and inner pocket, an enormous amount of heat All compressed in a software suit and tie, tight dressed, unwillingly these looks don’t lie How can bad hardware produce so much steam? You can tell it on the beep if the signals mean Sometimes naive I must admit I can’t escape my goal It’s like impossible to not attempt to save his soul But its not the mother-Mary part Om playing here, when feelings are real it´s not compassion- it´s fear It´s come to a point where I don’t even know if me being in his life even helps anymore What could he be doing when he´s on his own I’m in a constant relationship with my cellphone But I know, when I know, that I know to back off Communication sometimes is like a bad cough, and I’m thinking What can I do? Say what can I do but keep on hoping? Say what can I do but keep on hoping? Now what it is- is a long and slow suicide Unbelievable to witness and not going under thru the ride Weeks with a constant concern inside Watching this kind of slip- and slide Letras de cancionesAnd still keeping his sense of pride An underground justified worldwide See em in no windows- these kinds of buds you got to hide A constant search for tactics I haven’t tried Back in the game then pulled off side Bay-watching him while he´s swimming in the high-tide In large areas I know I’m unqualified, and I’m terrified to misguide… some days so tired that I’m cross-eyed… But I’m trying to keep it bonafied Gotta keep it bonafied… How do I keep it bonafied? Do, what do you do? Say what do you do but keep on hoping? Say what do you do but keep on hoping? Aint no right or wrong side when your trying to keep it bonafied Aint no right or wrong side when your trying to keep it bonafied In the end no words of mine can fully explain what it is to fight someone’s self-inflicted pain Fighting Him for Him Loosing Him for Him Keep the cut above the water where the sharks swim I love him to life- he´s struggling to live Some days my instincts are so damn primitive Boundaries are necessary But so is space See to it to not be carving lines on my face See to it to not be cleaning signs of his case See to it to now and then resign to my base See to it to try to keep a loose shoelace See to it to let it be a warm embrace that will greet him when he straighten up That will meet him when he level out Patience without the comfort zone... I´m alone in this one I´m alone… (Thanks to T.World for these lyrics) From Letras Mania