Storms in the Bath
Could someone roll the dice for me?
This life's so far from the path I seek
How could I fool myself, so naïve
Could someone please roll the dice for me?
I can't figure out how this must be lived
And will no longer pretend I'm still at the wheel
When will I accept my fate?
My reality is what I create
I wonder where my faith has gone
Will I ever find my way back home?
To myself
How?
How?
How?
How?
Storms in the bath
That's what I make up
In my head
Droplets sensed as waves
I'm my own ship's slave
And I won't win the race
Tornadoes rising up inside my glass
How the hell will I carry on with all of these fears (in me)
Better keep on pretending they don't exist
But when will I accept my fate?
My reality is what I create
I wonder where my faith has gone
Will I ever find my way back home?
To myself
How?
How?
How?
How?
Storms in the bath
That's what I make up
In my head
Droplets sensed as waves
I'm my own ship's slave
And I won't win the race
I built my own cage
Trapped in the same page
Storms in the bath
That's what I make up
In my head
Droplets sensed as waves
I'm my own ship's slave
And I won't... Win the race
This life's so far from the path I seek
How could I fool myself, so naïve
Could someone please roll the dice for me?
I can't figure out how this must be lived
And will no longer pretend I'm still at the wheel
When will I accept my fate?
My reality is what I create
I wonder where my faith has gone
Will I ever find my way back home?
To myself
How?
How?
How?
How?
Storms in the bath
That's what I make up
In my head
Droplets sensed as waves
I'm my own ship's slave
And I won't win the race
Tornadoes rising up inside my glass
How the hell will I carry on with all of these fears (in me)
Better keep on pretending they don't exist
But when will I accept my fate?
My reality is what I create
I wonder where my faith has gone
Will I ever find my way back home?
To myself
How?
How?
How?
How?
Storms in the bath
That's what I make up
In my head
Droplets sensed as waves
I'm my own ship's slave
And I won't win the race
I built my own cage
Trapped in the same page
Storms in the bath
That's what I make up
In my head
Droplets sensed as waves
I'm my own ship's slave
And I won't... Win the race
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Writer(s): Celia Costas
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