A Reading
Can you feel the tide begin to shift
We're on the precipice, the edge
I've been charred to cinders
You haven't shown up yet
I feel the call to return what was lost
Yearning escaping through me
This burden I lay down at your feet
Something you could never see
I drew three cards and they were all blank
What god or devil do I have to thank
We went to hell, there was nothing in our hands
Something we've been chasing is just within reach
I'm running out of breath, and my legs are getting tired
I'm running out of time, and my body is breaking down
Look at my face when I'm screaming to you
I did all of this just to see what you would do
Please, I'm just looking for answers, can you tell me who I am
I'm just trying to break the sense that I could be alone forever
Can you feel the tide begin to shift
We're on the precipice, the edge
I've been charred to cinders
You haven't shown up yet
I feel the call to return what was lost
Yearning escaping through me
I drew three cards and they were all blank
What god or devil do I have to thank
We went to hell, there was nothing in our hands
But something we've been chasing is just within reach
We're on the precipice, the edge
I've been charred to cinders
You haven't shown up yet
I feel the call to return what was lost
Yearning escaping through me
This burden I lay down at your feet
Something you could never see
I drew three cards and they were all blank
What god or devil do I have to thank
We went to hell, there was nothing in our hands
Something we've been chasing is just within reach
I'm running out of breath, and my legs are getting tired
I'm running out of time, and my body is breaking down
Look at my face when I'm screaming to you
I did all of this just to see what you would do
Please, I'm just looking for answers, can you tell me who I am
I'm just trying to break the sense that I could be alone forever
Can you feel the tide begin to shift
We're on the precipice, the edge
I've been charred to cinders
You haven't shown up yet
I feel the call to return what was lost
Yearning escaping through me
I drew three cards and they were all blank
What god or devil do I have to thank
We went to hell, there was nothing in our hands
But something we've been chasing is just within reach
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Adams
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