Black bay whered you go
I cant find any light from your boats
And it only makes me feel more alone
Grey fog dont you tire
Of the dark isolation of night
I know that the pressure gives you life
I know that the truth comes with the quiet
But Im just so afraid of mine
So I blame the ones that I love
When I am no one to act as a judge
I know the bottles not best
But Im just so starved for some kind of rest
From these lungs
And my tied tongue
What makes a man cave
To the simple escape from his days
Is it only a triumph over fear
Of what happens when waking cease to be
Or do we secretly love these tears