Was is really that easy
To lose all sense of innocence.
Eyes once so bright
Full like oceans.
Full like oceans.
How easy it was to abandon ship.
How long did you wait for the water to dry up?
No more seas of dreaming in your soul
But puddles of shame in the corners of your mind.
You pretend,
I know you try to see yourself stomping through puddles.
Your boots are not quite tall enough to keep the dirt
From staining your blood.