Lyric Context Universe
Is this what I wanted to be? A restless soul wrestling with what I believe.
Or just a selfish soul blind to problems that tower over me, over me, that tower over me.
Slow fade out. Sun burn and stay out. Clouds close like a mouth. 'Round last light and sound.
Is this what I wanted to be? A restless soul wrestling with what I believe.
Or just a selfish soul blind to problems that tower over me, over me, that tower over me.
Slow fade out. Sun burn and stay out. Clouds close like a mouth. 'Round last light and sound.