Midway to the Light

River, river, take me in
Into your living waters flood
I will let you through my skin
And swap for my congealing blood
You reflect my purest face
Remind me where I’m coming from
Drown me in and leave no trace
If whom I started to become
I’m a scrap yard, I’m a burned ground
I’m a chest of suffering painted gold
I’m a soldier, I’m a gunshot
I’m a minefield waiting to explode
Would my dry mouth, speak your words now
Would my concrete heart open the door
I’m a chaos, I’m a struggle
I’m a leaking lifeboat in the storm
A trembling moth in spider’s web
That’s halted midway to the light
Waiting for a strike of wind
That will release it from the trap
This is how I come to you
I’m leaving all I was behind
This is when the hardest truth
Is better than the sweetest lie
I’m a scrap yard, I’m a burned ground
I’m a chest of suffering painted gold
I’m a soldier, I’m a gunshot
I’m a minefield waiting to explode
Would my dry mouth, speak your words now
Would my concrete heart open the door
I’m a chaos, I’m a struggle
I’m a leaking lifeboat in the storm