Follow the Dark
I follow the dark
And I don't want to die here
Shadows like branches twist in the fog
Meaning is all and is none
I follow the line
Creator, destroyer
Down in the dirt where all things start to seed
Gulping for air, I can't breath
Waves crash on the shore
Wet hands shape every pebble
One spins and one pulls, pinned to the ground
In red hands I clutch what I've found
Breath life into a stone
Force air into a ghost
Moaning and screaming it shudders to life
Wounded I hand it the knife
And I don't want to die here
Shadows like branches twist in the fog
Meaning is all and is none
I follow the line
Creator, destroyer
Down in the dirt where all things start to seed
Gulping for air, I can't breath
Waves crash on the shore
Wet hands shape every pebble
One spins and one pulls, pinned to the ground
In red hands I clutch what I've found
Breath life into a stone
Force air into a ghost
Moaning and screaming it shudders to life
Wounded I hand it the knife
Credits
Writer(s): Nicolette Stewart
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