Can’t seem to shake it, worry a wound to kill the time
Can’t even fake it, my foe will never take a dive
I’ve grown weary trying to push the future back
I’m getting older, this wagon’s filled with artifacts
The past is lying this trail is growing hard to track
Ever paint a scene, find the borders bleed into the mountains
Watch a gentle stream wonder if it leads into a fountain
Wash and guide me calm just like a baby’s cradle song
Torn from the binding, stark empty page and fountain pen
My God He sees me, hope time has lapsed since my last sin
Inside I’m swimming, veins of bewildered DNA
Praying for ransom, you’re only worth what one will pay
I’m past denying, still moving on come what may
Ever paint a scene, find the borders bleed into the mountains
Watch a gentle stream wonder if it leads into a fountain
Wash and guide me calm just like a baby’s cradle song
Wash and guide me on just like a baby’s cradle song