Candil De La Calle-Apparat

Down in the blinding light It's getting cold I've been worn out by the night But I can't let go The sounds in my ears explain I've been here too long A freedom - hard to maintain I should be gone Long have I waited here For nothing to come A sequence of twisted turns That can't be undone They're paying your rent, They're feeding your kids But it's taking much more Than pleasing your needs Saw the water rising, On a beautiful day A flood only washing the ones away Who were lying in the sun And you're still where you begun Long have I waited here For nothing to come A sequence of twisted turns The can't be undone And you hurt yourself trying