The only things surrounding you now

Are the circular memories

Infect your conscience

They are the make up of your worries

Regrets and doubts



Elective betrayal of your person

Radiates confidence

Shine with silence

And shadow the ones below



This drought is leaving me

With cracked soil and brown leaves

Floating on a dry lake bed

With a dry mouth and foggy head

Waiting for the snow

When the water comes

I will overflow

I will overflow

When the water comes

I will overflow



There's one more thing

I forgot to tell you

Worries and doubts

Will only help you

In the long run

You'll shadow the ones below



This drought is leaving me

With cracked soil and brown leaves

Floating on a dry lake bed

With a dry mouth and foggy head

Waiting for the snow

When the water comes

I will overflow

I will overflow

When the water comes

I will overflow