There’s something wrong with me
I have the sight but cannot see
You tried to show me the path
I got caught up in the math
Sun and moon and stars
I reach but they’re to far
Your soul is filled with light
Mine is dark like cryptonite
You sing your glorious song
I’m the one whose already wrong
I have a voice but cannot speak
The very air makes me weak
Apr 8, 2020
Apr 8, 2020 at 6:30 AM UTC
There’s something wrong with me
I have the sight but cannot see
You tried to show me the path
I got caught up in the math
Sun and moon and stars
I reach but they’re to far
Your soul is filled with light
Mine is dark like cryptonite
You sing your glorious song
I’m the one whose already wrong
I have a voice but cannot speak
The very air makes me weak
