Communion

I've never cried foir help before

Seen others fall for that

It's led them to a different place each time

Where nothing shines and everything's still faly

They say it gets better when you know just who you are

So how does this come to pass?

My teachers told me that blank days are really bad

Like looking through frosted glass

I wanna be one of the ones who make me feel so green

For just the smallest of times

As if I've been in Jail

As if I'm still away

I'm lost, long for communion

To be or not to be this time

Now that's the question here

It seems to be the view looks back into my eyes

And shows me everything I fear

There's so much to look at

There's so much to see

There's so much to look at

There's so much to see