Little gray things hung weakly within trust
And understanding have let me down again
Surrendered, "oh, you blackness, I'll unfold my arms
And then you can take all of this."
The ocean of love is salted with misfortune
The quilt of content, sewn with humanness
I'd say this air were empty, and that'd sound so sad
But this air is huge and wide, and filled with engravings
Floating like ash
Sad reminders spread far and wide
So I can never breathe again without remembering
Little gray things lapping jerkily down at me
Divide trust and understanding
God, let there be something somewhere

Lyrics submitted by BleedorBreathe

Swimmer In A Well song meanings
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