I have these chains,
Wrapped around my body,
In my veins,
In my blood stream,
And it may seem,
Like I am closed off,
From the entire world,
That's because it's true.
I'm building locks,
And I'm going to make it rain with keys,
And I'm waiting,
For you to build a bridge,
And come find me,
Like a light breeze,
Like a smooth sea,
You arrive,
But not with a key,
with a tool,
That set me free.
Nov 14, 2015
Nov 14, 2015 at 10:33 AM UTC
I have these chains,
Wrapped around my body,
In my veins,
In my blood stream,
And it may seem,
Like I am closed off,
From the entire world,
That's because it's true.
I'm building locks,
And I'm going to make it rain with keys,
And I'm waiting,
For you to build a bridge,
And come find me,
Like a light breeze,
Like a smooth sea,
You arrive,
But not with a key,
with a tool,
That set me free.
