The Relentless tide comes crashing in To smother the flame in my hands Will I ever know solace? I lose sight of my flame In another course of indecision I am caught between two worlds But one is here and one is missing And As my mind is spread thin So is my conscience This purgatory shows no sign of my solace What to keep what to abandon I still can't see I still dont know I guess its time for me To stop Looking for answers Now and then i still, Collapse under the weight of what it means to be free Wasting time is just a symptom of this weakness When i force myself back up Its just to spare myself the guilt Of wasting away I cant waste my blessings I wont waste my blessings