Drifting - Lycia

Mother Mary, feel me prevail

You’re not anything at all

Drifting, fading, clean, sharp detail

You’re not anything at all

Stationary, vivid and clear

You’re not anything at all

Mother Mary, save your tears

I’m not anything at all

I don’t think that I, I don’t think that I

Can feel anything at all, and I…

Mother Mary, broken and pale

You’re not anything at all

Watching, waiting, withered and frail

You’re not anything at all

Visionary, wasted, stagnant years

You’re not anything at all

Mother Mary, silence your fears

I’m not anything at all

Mother Mary, feel me fade

Hear me whisper, hear me fade

Drifting, waiting, feel me fade

In the distance, far away