Untitled - Finch

Everything is silent

I feel disconnected

Words turn to phrases, phrases turn to prayer

So now you know

This is my call

Do you hear me?

And if I fall

Will you be there to catch me?

When you close your eyes now

Are you satisfied?

When this is all over, there will be nothing left

So now you know

This is my call

Do you hear me?

And if I fall

Will you be there to catch me?

This is my call

Do you hear me?

And if I fall

Will you be there to catch me?

It’s sharpening beneath me

Beneath my feet

The earth opens up

To swallow me

Take my hand and lead me on

Take my hand and lead me on

It’s sharpening beneath me

Beneath my feet

It’s sharpening beneath me

Beneath my feet

It’s sharpening