Cold Logic

They say it comes in waves but it makes no sound
But it's more like a trickle and now I'm standing here with water all around

I am lost in the mire
I am caught
Paralysed
And words still make no sound

Remember all the times you had to turn away
And entertain the thought of going straight again
And words still make no sound
Clever boy you found yourself another way of digging in your heels and stepping on the brakes
And words still make no sound

It cuts through the din like a whisper in the rain
It comes creeping in and now I'm waist deep in the water once again

The tide is high and the river's overflowing
And still I don't know which way I'm going
I will wade out to the other side
I will drown in truths I can't deny

I am lost in the mire
I am caught
Paralysed
And words still make no sound

Remember all the times you had to turn away
And entertain the thought of going straight again
And words still make no sound
Clever boy you found yourself another way of digging in your heels and stepping on the brakes
And words still make no sound

And words still make no sound



Credits
Writer(s): Scott Simpson
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