quaker.

I can fathom what is not
Can’t make it start or make it stop
Is your weapon dull or sharp
Sing like angels and sound alarms

Try to remember the words you say
Try to remember that I am safe
But I forget at the start of the day
Tell me again it’s gonna change

Fight to keep what will not stay
All these ghosts getting in the way
Mind scours every route
To discover what won’t be found out

You say,
Wait
Wait
Wait
Don’t links arms with luck and fate
I don’t believe in what they say
I don’t believe in what they say
Wait
Wait
Wait
Pry the arms of fear away
But all these shadows give me the shakes
All these shadows give me the shakes