I think I lost myself in the crowd,
In the sea.
In the quiet faces that sing for me.
Yeah I've closed my eyes,
And cut the carob trees.
Felt the sun exhale,
On my shattered being.
And I think I felt it coming,
I felt it coming.
Well I can't find better words to say,
A different life but it feels the same.
My daughter cries every time I leave home.
Am I a circus clown?
Am I a drunken thief?
I feed my shadow self,
I live in every seed.
I still speak in tongues,
But I never read.
I feel god still pushing
My weathered feet.
And I think I felt it coming,
I felt it coming.
Well I can't find better words to say,
A different life but it feels the same.
My daughter cries every time I leave home.
I think I'm dying every single day.
I see my dreams and now I'm afraid.
My daughter cries every time I leave home.
Think I felt it coming I,
I felt it coming.
(I feel it coming).
Well I can't find better words to say,
A different life but it feels the same.
My daughter cries every time I leave home.
I think I'm dying every single day.
I see my dreams and now I'm afraid.
My daughter cries every time I leave home.
(Think I felt it coming I,
I felt it coming).