The only things surrounding you now
Are the
circular memories
Infect your conscience
They are the make up of your worries
Regrets and doubts
Elective
betrayal of your person
Radiates
confidence
Shine with silence
And
shadow the ones below
This drought
is leaving me
With cracked soil and brown
leaves
Floating on a dry lake bed
With a dry mouth and foggy head
Waiting
for the snow
When the water comes
I
will overflow
I will overflow
When
the water comes
I will overflow
There's one more thing
I forgot to tell
you
Worries and doubts
Will only
help you
In the long run
You'll
shadow the ones below
This drought
is leaving me
With cracked soil and brown
leaves
Floating on a dry lake bed
With a dry mouth and foggy head
Waiting
for the snow
When the water comes
I
will overflow
I will overflow
When
the water comes
I will overflow