Candil De La Calle

Down in the blinding light
It's getting cold
I've been worn out by the night
But I can't let go

And the sounds in my ears explain
I've been here too long
The freedom hard to maintain
I should be gone

Long have I waited here
For nothing to come
The sequence of twisted turns
That can't be undone

They're paying your rent
They're feeding your kids
But it's taking much more
Than pleasing your needs

Saw the water rising
On a beautiful day
A flood only washing the ones away
Who were lying in the sun
And you're still where you've begun

Long have I waited here
For nothing to come
The sequence of twisted turns
That can't be undone

Long have I waited here
For nothing to come
The sequence of twisted turns
That can't be undone

And you've hurt yourself trying
And you've hurt yourself trying
And you've hurt yourself trying
And you've hurt yourself trying

(And you've hurt yourself trying)
(And you've hurt yourself trying)
(And you've hurt yourself trying)
(And you've hurt yourself)