Drifting

Drifting away from

YouPinning down to the pinpoint drop of isolation

In a spell, walking away from the fire

That keeps my heart from turning to ice

Golden feet grace the surface of the sea

Sinking deeper

I view them from underneath

Flailing, kicking as

I head for the deep

I question a hypothetical lead supper

Oh, God receive my outstretched hand

Will, I inhale the blue

Spinning down upon the glass, a ghost towards realization

Of a cell enclosing the hauntings of a past

That blind the eyes and rust the heart

Golden feet grace the surface of the sea

Sinking deeper

I view them from underneath

Flailing, kicking as

I head for the deep

I question a hypothetical lead supper

Oh God receive my outstretched hand

So I fell,

I need You to take my hand

And keep my heart from ice

Golden feet grace the surface of the sea

Sinking deeper

I view them from underneath

Golden feet grace the surface of the sea

Sinking deeper

I view them from underneath

Flailing, kicking as

I head for the deep