Sight of Shore - Wovenwar

Wish I could be the pen that writes the end you’ll know

Or be the ink that will dry over the lines you stole

Wish I could sew the rope they’ll wrap around your throat

Or be the push that will pull you off your throne

Wish I didn’t care

Wish I knew if there’s a place I can go inside me

To drown the vengeance I’m owed

Or will it burn?

Or will I burn away?

Wish I could be the knife that cuts the ties you hold

Wish I could be the flame consuming all you love

Wish I could tie the weight before the plank is strolled

And I could watch as you sink in sight of shore

(Wish I knew) if there’s a place I can go inside me

To drown the vengeance I’m owed

Or will it burn?

Or will I burn away?

Wish I didn’t care

Wish I knew if… when the smoke has cleared

Wish I didn’t care

Wish I knew if…

…If there’s a place I can go inside me

To drown the vengeance I’m owed

Or will it burn?

Or will I burn away?