Quicksand
Here it stands and it's falling to pieces
Stuck in the mud I guess this home
And I know
They can't follow
Still I try
To get by
And see through
The fog of it all
Here we are
Alone in a parked car
My brain is crying out loud
But my mouth faults
And the words an illusion
Still I try
But nothing comes out
But doubt and
The fog of it all
Just washed up like driftwood in quicksand
A castle is ruined by the tide
Still there's pride
In having built it
Still I try
To get back
To the shore that
Started it all
Stuck in the mud I guess this home
And I know
They can't follow
Still I try
To get by
And see through
The fog of it all
Here we are
Alone in a parked car
My brain is crying out loud
But my mouth faults
And the words an illusion
Still I try
But nothing comes out
But doubt and
The fog of it all
Just washed up like driftwood in quicksand
A castle is ruined by the tide
Still there's pride
In having built it
Still I try
To get back
To the shore that
Started it all
Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Hopkins
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