I was lost out to sea
I was the face of my misery
I was a line never crossed
I was a tear inside your loss
I was the cold on your back
I was the wind of the blowback
I was the rain falling down
I was the truth inside doubt
And the roses, they turned black in my hand
And the roses, they turned black in my hand
And my tears dried out, flooded lands
I was a swept out to sea
I was the face of my misery
I was a line never crossed
I was a tear inside your loss
I was the cold on your back
I was the wind of the blowback
I was the rain falling down
I was the truth inside doubt
And the roses, they turned black in my hands
And the roses, they turned black in my hands
And I lied and I cried
I got off my knees
And I compromised with the noose
I got loose
I spent my whole damn life running from the truth
Wider deeper
I've been searching for you