The Other

Just want to hear a voice
But all I hear is a drone
Never had a choice
It’s not the beacon in the dark that I’ve been searching for
Words spelled out in bones
Told a story of lies
Thousand words were broken
Dust of bones remain
Hiding in plain sight
Behind bright shining lights
Did I ask for too much?
Tornado of life seems soft to the touch
I wish it all away
The frost on my skin remains another day
If it’s all the same to you
I am taking it back
Every word, every thought I’ve ever had
Now belongs to me
If it’s all the same to you
I am taking it back
Did I ask for too much?
Torrents of life seem soft to the touch
I wish it all away
The frost on my skin remains another day
Did I ask for too much?
Torrents of life seem soft to the touch
I wish it all away
The frost on my skin remains another day