Words from Midnight

I forget what it's like for a soul to ignite

Through the dust of everyday life

There's a hole in my sail

And I've finally failed

To find my own way through the night

I've been running inside 

With a fog on my eyes

But I'm standing completely still

I've been wandering behind

And my hands are all tied

This rut has become such a drill

If my heart is a bowl

Then it's empty, not full

And I'm wanting what I can't describe

And all of these battles are just quiet rattles

Creaking so sneaky inside

You never hear them

Or see them, or feel them

You trust me when I say that I'm fine