What are you doing
Here right now?
Ιn my sick present,
I don't believe you,
It's too late.
I got used now
Here in the deep.
I'm filled, tired...
A smile is to the
Shipwrecked man
The distant mast
Through a hazy dream.
What do you need
A wounded heart?
I 've given my old one
I have no other.
And if I give you
Much more pain,
I don't know the recipe
To stop tears then...
