There Is No Light
Wait
Metal birds dropping men
Dogs trained to pick up scent
The tide swept away your tracks
Found a way out of here
Skin wrinkles & cracks
Just seeking out
some piece of mind
Wait
Dizzy wind pulls you out
Black night obscures your path
Rich with sense of purpose
Found a way out of here
Taken to the sea
At least you're free
Writer/s: Paul White
