Of My
when he walked upon the water
and he spent a long time watching
from his lonely wooden tower
and when he knew for certain
only drowning men could see him
.
.
until the sea shall free them"
but he himself was broken
long before the sky would open
forsaken, almost human
he sank beneath your wisdom
like a stone
.
.
and you want to travel blind
and you think maybe you'll trust him
for he's touched your perfect body
with his mind
.
.