#7. Overflow

Who am I, I don't know
A lost and broken person on your throne
What could have been, Who could tell
Harnessing the joy that you repel

These lonesome tears I'm letting go,
By winds of torment they are blown
To a lake of sombreness they flow, And their banks will surely
Their banks will surely Overflow

Too many years left unspent
Take another drink or make a bet
Too many things, I'd never fight
Bury it within and hide the fright

These lonesome tears I'm letting go,
By winds of torment they are blown
To a lake of sombreness-they flow,
And their banks will surely
Their banks will surely Overflow

When you walked up there without me,
Looking so certain and so sure
The vine it was ripe but the fruit it wasn’t pure,
Manipulation a swinging door
Now I see you've raised your glass but it seems you've spilled your vow
Have you forgotten the things you swore
Guilt it fills the mirror when you look back at yourself
And as the curtains fade the tears fall
And the banks they Overflow
The Banks have Overflown

These tides roll over...