Epiphany - The Echoing Green

Taking ahold of destiny

And coming undone

Blind the soul and stain the feet

Quenching the sun

There’s an effigy of who I was…

I’m tearing it down

An epiphany of who I’ve become

Deaf to the sound

Turn it around…

Reaching for something

Just to push it away

Dreaming of something

To wish it away

Screaming at something

To kiss it away

A bitter sea of empty days

Holding me down

A symphony gone out of phase

I’m deaf to the sound

Turn it around…

Reaching for something

Just to push it away

Dreaming of something

To wish it away

Screaming at something

To kiss it away

Longing for something

While stepping away

I’m stepping away