The Pond

Deep in my heart I'm stuck in my ways When the exits are down for construction I'm headed for the next state The road that I'm on seems to go on for days In times of despair, is it fair to pick a lane where I can wait? Oh lord, will we ever see the end of this Will you heal my eyes with your kiss Is our home put on hold Deep in the pond you thought something stirred But evening has proved insufficient So leave without a word The wind loves your voice, And you wanted to be heard In times of confusion, is it true we head north like a bird? Oh lord, will we ever see the end of this Will you heal my eyes with your kiss Is our home put on hold Oh lord, will we ever see the end of this Will you swallow my emptiness Is our home put on hold The cracks from my past are now in front of me I'm nothing like the man I was gonna be Dirt from the forest is skirting my floor And I can't sweep it up with my atrophy Right now the loneliness is getting evident Any word of yours at this point would be heaven-sent My body is wasting but my heartbeat is racing These caves are much deeper than they've ever been