The Lake...

Silence has said, will you ever hear a sound
we have lost again what had thought to find
you're ignorace, you're miserable
your tear my veins, the words are much to sore
We swim across the the lake we've never crossed before
despair and shame of life, you're always asking more
we walk across the land we've never crossed before
the purest kind of mask is all you're longing for
Born in the dirt, i was the slow-watcher
grown in the pain, no change of attitude
we've run after the years that crawl
but you never felt my depth of soul
We swim across the the lake we've never crossed before
despair and shame of life, you're always asking more
we've walked across the land kept by the holy ghost
but i never feel the same, god knows i tried...