Sinking into the swallow of the hollow heart’s divide
The unspoken and the unfamiliar are separated by unseen lines I’ll hold my breath As I embark into the unknown
Mystery is what keeps us alive and we are emboldened by our own fear of life What is this unquenchable sustenance? Where am I headed? Am I meant to go alone?
Forgive me for counting out myself (bury me with my best intent) I am no one, trying to be someone (I am weary bones covered by young skin)
Shoulder to shoulder We are led to the tide Ready to be held down We are brought to life Drowning on the air that we breathe Can I gain enough courage to die to myself Long enough to know that you won’t sink
I’d rather swallow the rushes While you gain your ground
Our convictions tend to bleed us dry And our missteps hold us down We are born and broken by coincidence All of these things have led me to you now (have led me to you now)
Forgive me for counting out myself (bury me with my best intent) I am no one, trying to be someone (I am weary bones covered by young skin) Bury me with my best intentions I have my purpose I will not be forgotten