Candil De La Calle

Down in the blinding light
It's getting cold
I've been worn out by the night
But I can't let go
The sounds in my ears explain
I've been here too long
A freedom hard to maintain
I should be gone
Long have I waited here
For nothing to come
A sequence of twisted turns
That can't be undone
They're paying your rent
They're feeding your kids
But it's taking much more
Than pleasing your needs
Saw the water rising
On a beautiful day
A flood only washing the ones away
Who were lying in the sun
And you're still where you begun
Long have I waited here
For nothing to come
A sequence of twisted turns
That can't be undone
Long have I waited here
For nothing to come
A sequence of twisted turns
That can't be undone
But you hurt yourself trying
But you hurt yourself trying
But you hurt yourself trying
But you hurt yourself trying
But you hurt yourself trying
But you hurt yourself trying
But you hurt yourself trying