All I need is a voice to speak
When a person is all I seek
As the ship of my feelings sink
Into the deep called sorrow

All I want is to cease to think
Drown my musings in the malt I drink
I wish my pain would vanish in a blink
But I know that's just shallow

Will I have to endure this for long
Can this suffering produce a song
In having hope, am I so wrong
Among the wastelands I wallow

I strain my eyes to see past the fog
That haunts me til my lungs do clog
For those I love I must stay strong
I need a faith to borrow




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