The Waving Days

Robin Borneman

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My eyes are open but the doors are shut
In this dream I'm wide awake
I scarred my pillow with hopes and tears
Of long lost battles and mistakes
I've done my time in the jail of history
Writing letters black as a raven
I wore the faces of all the saints
But every night I wonder
If I carry on then

How can I ease the pain
All my dying days I spend alone
Maybe I can change
But I cannot change my ways

No forgiveness, no reward
Only time that keeps me here
All my tomorrows swept away
By the feathers of my fear
Muriel I think of you
More than anything
Now more than ever
And if I could I would love you more
But in my heart there is a
Growing emptiness and

How can I ease the pain
In this mighty game I stand alone
Maybe I can change
But I cannot change my ways
And the waving days go by

Will you gather 'round my sorrow
To wrap me in silence
Will you send me an angel
Well I don't believe you
I think you are lying
Get out of my way

These are the waving days

Holy water
Holy water break my fall
For only water
Only water can wash my soul
Wash it off
Cause I don't believe in love anymore
Oh I hope you'll be easier on me
Yes I hope you'll change your mind
And I want you all to know
I stood and I walked

I walked alone