Thursday, April 26, 2012

Fathom

It's your mist I wading in, my eyesight's fading and I know you can't fathom what I'm trying to say, but I need some hope that you won't give away… When I try to speak a piece of my mind You find a way to put me in a bind Like blades of grass, I'm uprooted, and no one will no the difference I've been fighting for sight, and I have barely found it since It's your mist I wading in, my eyesight's fading and I know you can't fathom what I'm trying to say, but I need some hope that you won't give away… The wind and the trees Soak in all my pleas I roll with the ocean Because you won't make the notion To save… me As I'm bounding along the blue The waves that crash echo my heart's true Feelings… If only you knew… It's your mist I wading in, my eyesight's fading and I know you can't fathom what I'm trying to say, but I need some hope that you won't give away… If you could fathom the truth, The fog would clear and I could see Where my eyes are set… Oh, where they're set.

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