I may never come down from this state of mind. Like I'm standing in an ocean, bailing the water out with my bare hands. I know, I wasn't made for this. To be able to understand you, and where it all began. I'll never. After all that's been said, I should know by now. That life's a whisper. The answers may not be found. I am the one who doubts. Like a wave of the sea, that is driven and tossed by the wind. Is this all just in my head? Am I growing closer, when it feels like failing? I have never heard your voice. But have I really listened? Have I really tried? I may never come down. After all that's been said, I should know by now. That life's a whisper. The answers may not be found.