Bayou

[Verse 1]

This is not the first time I had talked about this subject

This is often because often I feel like I've almost lost it

Lost the spark and faith and hope and love and all of the above

Adrift at sea, just praying that I live to see that dove

I thought of ending it, I spent so many nights in bed with this

Go figure, the simplest thing I could do for myself is let go of it

All of the times that I tried to control it and stop locomotion, it

Ends with me losing my grip on the motive

And damn it, I’m knowing it