Moving in and out of the shadows
It's no easier mission
Holding onto how I picture youShowing only bits and pieces
'Till the tide betrays you and your empty allocutionSearching your eyes for a hint or a trace of humility
Searching your eyes for the saint is an act of futility
Searching your eyes for a hint or a trace of it
Searching your eyes for humility
Searching your eyes for a hint or a trace
I'm still searching searchingShowing all the missing pieces
'Till the light betrays you and your empty allocution
Saw the Piper by and down the river
Caught his crippled alchemy
From pounding waves of adorationPied Piper float on down the river
Bloated carcass crippled me
The weight of adorationMoving in and out of the shadows
It's no easy mission
Holding on to how I picture you