I May Know The Word
I may know the wordBut not say itI may know the truthBut not face
I may hear a soundA whisper, sacred & profoundBut turn my headIndifferent
I may know the wordBut not say itI may love the fruitBut not taste itI may know the wayTo comfort & to sootheA worried faceBut fold my handsIndifferent
If I'm on my kneesI'm begging nowIf I'm on my kneesGroping in the darkI'd be praying for deliveranceFrom the night into the dayBut it's all gray hereIt's all gray to me
I may know the wordBut not say itThis may be the timeBut I might waste itThis may be the hourSomething move meSomeone prove me wrongBefore night comesWith indifference
If I'm on my kneesI'm begging nowIf I'm on my kneesGroping in the darkI'd be praying for deliveranceFrom the night into the dayBut it's all gray hereBut it's all gray to me
I recognize the walls insideI recognize them allI've paced between themChasing demons downUntil they fallIn fitful sleepEnough to keep their strengthEnough to crawlInto my headWith tangled threadsThey riddle me to solve
Again & again & again