I’ve been swimming around the waves and being slowly swept away. It’s closing in: the undertow: is gonna bury me. And I seem to notice, my clarity diminishing, I’m questioning everything. Submerged in the filth of my foolishness.
I can’t explain this progress, I can’t explain How did I put myself here? How did I lose my self control? Behind the walls I can watch my mountains grow. How can I speak of this? I feel I can’t speak of this.
I need to be rescued from this place, Look at all the dirt in my hands, I can’t hold this weight. And all the waves are crashing, now that I am sinking, Now it all becomes so clear, all this time all this time
There, your hand was there all along This filthy habit had me in a stronghold Why is it that I always try to help myself? When you were my councillor, you are my councillor.
Grace come, these mountains, peel them away, I’ve been staring at the floor And I fueled the waves that swallow me, I have no air. Take your first steps to recovery. I’m a fool, clean me up, clean me out. It goes deeper than you know.