The Tide - Helisir, Christopher Juul

You told me to take your word for it

But you don’t know how many times

Someone said that and the words were knives

That stabbed me in the back once I let my guard down

You don’t know how many times I’ve fallen in the war between

My instincts and my heart

I feel like the tide

Hitting your shores

Pulling back

Not out of fear

But I’m not ready

My water ain’t enough

To heal your very being

For which you have to let me reach

If you want me there

Unless you’re able to tear down my walls

You plant flowers in the barracks of my wounds

Add water to soothe the dark of memories

You don’t know how many times I’ve fallen in the war between

My instincts and my heart