If I'm drowning in denial, Lord please help me, I can't swim. If I fall asleep, letting all go dark, please don't let my dreams go dim.
Let my height of awareness, be high enough, far above. Till I'm breathless, maybe not, perhaps sort of. The top always seems so far, if so, let my successes be endless.
On my knees, hanging my head. Eyes shut to be blind, I ask of all this, in your mighty name,