Is it hope I'm feeling again? Something I'm drawing back from memories of a time that feels so distant, Just like I'm stepping back but it's not like a light I see, It's like I'm recovering strength, It's like I can fight the disease, not like a chance, but rather a possibility. Like a soul that bears no name, like my head out of the water, Just on the verge of sinking again, Like a rope thrown down the well above my head But I can't grab it and now I have to extend my arm, Reach this hand I've known for long. I won't let you sing along, I'll let you sink