In description I raise my head up
My actions take me deeper
Like untended
A sordid pretense
Appreciating all the images
Soaked to the skin
It pulls me in
And I just can't swim
Now
An effigy of my former self now
I remember but speed away
Recovery is not what it seems now
I pause to touch the Sun remembered wall
Soaked to the skin
It pulls me in
And I just can't swim
Now
You think that you know me
But I don't even know myself
The face of creation
Turned me into someone else
Orchids passing
A grave reminder
Of days filled up with a glowing Sun
A modern stance on
A life of passion
The only thing now growing is my hair
Soaked to the skin
It pulls me in
And I just can't swim
Now
You think that you know me
But I don't even know myself
The face of creation
Turned me into someone else
You think that you know me
But I don't even know myself
The face of creation
Turned me into someone else