The faith in me runs thinner than the water (Rising to my eyebrows) Slowly but surely I am drowning (In this wistful body) I call my own New days bring new dreams to their knees Searching for something, nothing, anything Hands clenched together in praise While the rhythm pulls away There are no walls that can hold this There's no voice that can save my soul No words that can breathe life into the worthless skin and Bones I've grown to call my...