I've found there's no truth in the written word
Let alone imprinted on the soul
All the lies and half-truths that I have heard
Romantically I swallowed whole
There is one conclusion to the issue
That I have been forced to conceive
I alone wear my heart upon my sleeve
Too late the tears will flood in mourning time
And douse the searing heat of brutal life
The fires they burn tonight but not for me
For I am drowning in my psyche's depths
For I am drowning
Drowning in the dark
Silhouette souls play upon the tapestry
My arms reach out, their temptation looms
They flit from place to place, never to stay
I can't see them following me to my tomb
They leave me far too soon
Subdued and lost
Headlong flight cannot exorcise these ghosts
Nor can I stand up to them on my own
Too late the tears will flood in mourning time
And douse the searing heat of brutal life
The fires they burn tonight but not for me
For I am drowning in my psyche's depths
For I am drowning
Drowning in the dark
How can I mourn?
When the tears won't fall?
How can I keep my head above the roaring sea
When I nothing onto which to hold