9/10/06. Speak as the years grow weary
I'll sing this to end
And watch the waves crash over me
Speak as the years grow weary
I'll sing this to end
And watch the waves crash over me
I feel too much to overcome
With enough time
To turn it all around
In a picture perfect scenery
Become a stick figure illustration
My eyes roll back and focus at what's on hand
I can't understand if you leave the hand to praise me
I'll take this on my own
I'll take this on my own
I'll take this on