Highwater

Yo yeah I'm court in a cyclone Trying to find my way home I rise with the tide so I kiss the shore and then go Yo We all get lost Court at the eye of the storm And we don't really find out the cost Till it dies down Then you work out and see what has gone Hands bare there's no love there it's so unfair so arms cross It's all gone Powers down and all cropped Dark Angels accost Paths lost and crisscrossed Maps burnt and then tossed Demons war in cold frost Tensed up in tight knots On tightropes I ask God Like Where you at If you out there watching you crap Cos the suffering down here proves your nowhere about If you were you'd attack Adapt change the game and give back Reward the blind faith and that Is it only me asking for facts I don't think so but well perhaps I just talk to myself cos there's No one else I can really talk to for a chat A lone wolf Hunting for fat Or sustenance to format Nourishment no more gaps Full plates no more scraps Cyclones pull back Left twisted spinning then smashed I'm court in a cyclone Trying to find my way home I rise with the tide so I kiss the shore and then go I'm court in a cyclone Trying to find my way home I rise with the tide so I kiss the shore and then go