Texty: 12 Stones. Potter's Field. Bitter.

Mother, mother, can you hear me? I keep trying
Just to find me all I know now, all you show me
Endless questions, hopeless ending

This bitter pill is pushing me away
And now I feel like there's nothing left to say
And I pretend to look the other way
But in the end will I be okay? Will I be okay?

Father, father, will you be there as I cry out?
Silent again, turning colder, frozen deeper
Numb to this dream sleeping within

Before I face another day, won't you let me stay asleep
Lost among the dreams that always comfort me?
And before I find my feet, won't you show me
What I need, what I need to walk again?