Currents

Is this beyond repair or just out of reach? Tried to embrace each other but you're falling free You turn and say Where do we begin? There's little hope left for me to receive But no one ever said that this would be easy Still on my hands and knees I'm picking up every piece You're always out to search for Any ounce of reprieve You're built for more Embrace this storm Feel the rain Let it cleanse your pain This is beyond repair and I can barely see Distorted vision I can see that you are passing me Built up these walls with no slivers of light Relocated to improve your hindsight Nothing will vindicate the thoughts inside Your maze riddled psyche in that rubik's cube mind Twist and turn, align what's within A flurry of colours shape shifted You'd contort yourself just to feel again I'd bend over backwards just to make it happen You're built for more Embrace this storm Where do we begin? There's little hope left for me to receive But no one ever said that this would be easy Still on my hands and knees I'm picking up every piece You're always out to search for Any ounce of reprieve The minds current runs so strong and deep It swallows what's left and holds them to keep But all that I've longed for gone out to seek Was washed ashore beyond my reach