Recovery - Cults

Drifting through the silence, searching for guarantees

Out of view, but not too far out of reach

Closer to scratching at the surface

You would swim before you had learned to sink

And that’s not as easy as you think

Easy on mistakes, but no one runs to chase recovery

Easy on mistakes, but cannot get a break to recover my mind

And it’s you, and you know, it’s in front of me

And it’s you, and you know, it’s recovery

Torn in two, real you

Cross your fingers and try to see from my point of view

Come to, undo

Cross your fingers and try to see things my way

Don’t stop to stare at your reflection

There’s no time to sit around and critique

Do you see me bending over backwards?

Two steps and we fall out of sync

I’ve been trying, maybe, all of us

Take your time and know that everything is fine

Stop your crying, hear me, slow your mind

Take your time and know that everything is fine

Easy on mistakes, but no one runs to chase recovery

Easy on mistakes, but cannot get a break to recover my mind

And it’s you, and you know, it’s in front of me

And it’s you, and you know, it’s recovery