Baptism River

Stuck in the middle, late in the winter
Waiting to play sacred heart
You asked a question about an intention
I misunderstood from the start

Sometimes the day just slips away

Then sometime later with drinks on the table
You mentioned your worrisome heart
I sensed your condition but no one would listen
You said you were breaking apart

Sometimes the day just slips away
Sometimes the day just slips away

There's no reason for this
It's always just guessing
To feed the distractedness

Find and follow your bliss
Rising and shining
And letting the day slip away

So fast that the night can't deliver
Still lost on a road near Silver Bay
Hit a deer by the Baptism River
Some days, they just turn out that way



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Roos
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