Oil Cup

Surround me, elevate me, I need to know that I'm not broken

I want to be there when the storm hits

I want to hear the words not spoken

Surround me, elevate me, I need to know that I'm not broken

How will you tread, you've lost your map

The trail's gone cold, the trail is old

Remembering the things brought out to me

If I yell it back would you see?

How can you tread, when you've lost your map

The trail's gone cold, the trail is old

It doesn't get easy when you make it clear

It doesn't make the words come out alright

Of all those things I had left inside of me

Of all the things I had been controlled by

Believe me, in time it gets easier

Of all those things I had left inside of me

Of all the things I had been controlled by

My flags never flown rightside up

I can't sleep, I won't eat, is it not enough?

I've been torn, torn from this consciousness

Lets find peace in this emptiness

I want to be there when the storm hits

I want to hear the words not spoken

Surround me, elevate me, I need to know that I'm not broken

And if the smoke goes where the wind blows

With our sails closed, how are we supposed to move?

Exchanging impurities

It’s not like I can escape this constant snare I am faced with

I'll start building my own steps to see how far they will take me

Even the makeshift road will lead me

Follow the footsteps laid out before me

Follow the footsteps laid out in between

Follow

Eyes closed our fingers entwined, I'll lead the way if you want

Eyes closed our fingers entwined, I'll lead the way

Eyes closed our fingers entwined, I'll lead the way if you want me

Eyes closed our fingers entwined, I'll lead the way

But we’ll keep pressing on

Counting each blessing as our own

Thanking our families for the times we'll always have

And if I die alone, misplaced the stones on my road

Take this letter from my coat and know

You'll always be with me

You will always be with me

How will you tread, you've lost your map

The trail's gone cold, the trail is old

Remembering the things brought out to me

If I yell it back would you see?

How can you tread, when you've lost your map

The trail's gone cold, the trail is old

How will you tread, you've lost your map

The trail's gone cold, the trail is fucking old