Alpha Shallows

He could fall and shake and weep But as holy are my feet and hard with mention That dear, they may not speak We feel tight when there is tension And our eyes can make us weak And his heart was full of fire at the man he had become And his soul was seldom higher with the falsities of fun Could embrace sweet desires in moments as they passed But he feared ever more, he saw it didn't last We walk up Holland Avenue And watch the rich as they consume Their product made our hearts exude An emptiness unrivaled by A hunger that I could control He'd pray up to his God That he might save their soul But, ah The grey in this city is too much to bear The grey in this city is too much to bear And I believe we are meant to be seen And not to be understood And I want to be held by those arms I want to be held by those arms You'll work your thumbs they are sore And you'll work my heart till it's raw And you'll call and you'll call but you'll never be told And I'll fall and I'll fall and I'll fall And I'll fall and I'll fall and I'll fall We are basic light We are basic light