Folds

I don't know where to begin Feels like I'm reaching out with phantom limbs Been over it a thousand times Can't find the flaw in my designs Leading us to the state we're in I need to take control And map out these fields of gravity You see it's all mental And it must become a part of me And now the final fold As I reach for you just one last time And though the clouds are low I'm still looking for a sign I find it harder to see How long til we can find some clarity Though I can see your words come through The voice I hear, it barely sounds like you Searching for transparency I need to take control And map out these fields of gravity You see it's all mental And it must become a part of me And now the final fold As I reach for you just one last time And though the clouds are low I'm still looking for a sign