Hiding thoughts so deep inside. Clearest minds just stand tongue tied. This flowing water runs so deep one must not be able to leap over everything.
Sinking in straightaway. Some rise by sin. Others by virtue fall.
This mirage will leave him to crawl. He's losing touch with what's already lost as he's counting on what's been valued most.
He's a bird in a cage with tied wings. Out of his grief, delight and rage. No open ear to the cold voice of doubt. He's a bird in a cage.
My free mind is an eagle parting clouds with tireless wings. Out of his grief, delight and rage.