Oh, oh deep water, black and cold like the night I stand with arms wide open I’ve run a twisted line I’m a stranger in the eyes of the maker I could not see for the fog in my eyes I could not feel for ...

I've this creeping Suspicion that things here are not as they seem Reassure me Why do I feel as if I'm in too deep Now I've been praying For some way to show them I'm not what they see Yes, I have ...