A road begun that cuts too deep.
Thoughts dissolve in muted greys,
I wander blind through heavy haze.
A road begun that cuts too deep.
Thoughts dissolve in muted greys,
I wander blind through heavy haze.
Where the currents fade,
Through drifting thoughts,
You are my shore, my haven made.
Where the currents fade,
Through drifting thoughts,
You are my shore, my haven made.