Drowning Man

Hold me inside.

This asylum speaks of home

that's so far away.

Through the window I see people

scurry from the rain.

Before the current

there overcomes this certain faith

that's swept away,

replacing trust.

And it's hardly in your grasp

as the picture fades.

It's not too late

to reach your hand

to spare a drowning man.

No, it's not too late to reach your hand.

And even if you decide

a place to hide,

your shadow stays

always at your side.

Tonight you're harmless in the distance.

Describing pain.

Although this all seems small,

it's all I know.

And still I run.

And nothing is there

and no one is left to blame.

It's not too late

to reach your hand

to spare a drowning man.

No, it's not too late to reach your hand.

And even if you decide

a place to hide,

your shadow stays

always at your side.

Tonight you're harmless in the distance.

I can't help you now,

you're none of my concern.

You only fueled the fire.

Now regret inside you burns.

It's not too late

to reach your hand

to spare a drowning man.

No, it's not too late to reach your hand.

And even if you decide

a place to hide,

your shadow stays

always at your side.

Tonight you're harmless in the distance.

No, it's not too late to reach your hand...