Cold Confession

He scared himself into a trance

Ducking down rivers, secretly

He floated out into the ocean

Of his worst dream, of his rough sea?

Of all the men he could trust

He was not one of them, always hurting himself

This scars and seams, the wounds are tone

Whatever time had healed, it's still too cold

A life washed away, like words in the sand

And when the high tide came, so went his brain

A troubled past, a troubled future

A troubled way leaning on a bar stool

When strobelight stop, he finally saw

Navigation towards a brand new course

But to himself the memory clear

Cold confession only, that only he could hear

He let himself scream, he let himself cry

Let himself reach the other side

There was no Christ, there was no cross

Just forgiveness, allowed himself

Accepted the past, then set it free

Oh and it ran off like an animal with ease

He holds the bruise?, he holds their star

In his pure arms, in his clear heart

He's safe now, he's back in her breast

He saw his path, and changed it, chased it, at last