To The Wire – Gaz Coombes

I want to cut myself
Cut myself down
Before it’s too late
I want to touch solid ground
I want to talk myself
Talk myself round
But all the words fail
They don’t make a sound

A hanging photograph
Edge of the trees to California
You were the star above us all
A battle-cry for when we fall

Stay in my heart
Out of sight, you’re hard to find
Wake from the start
Cross the line and cut the wire

I only numb myself when I feel I could drown
No I won’t break
I’m gonna turn this one around
If anyone can

I get this feeling
Like I jump from a moving train or I’m falling from a great height
But am I losing this war with myself?
I’m on the frontline this could be hell

But I see through the cracks
And these eyes
Are fixed on a hole in the dirt
But I’ll stay in the sand
Until I know it’s time to finally wake up

Stay in my heart
Out of sight, you’re hard to find
Wake from the start
Cross the line and cut the wire

A solid light
A lone dancer
I’m too afraid to hear the answer
A new life
A new new sound
Down to the wire