The last few years have been one of those days
Whenever I come up for air there's another wave
The tether to my anchor is getting a bit too frayed
I'm losing my grip and slowly slipping away
Adrift on a sea of silent misery
The life I used to know is a distant memory
Far off on the horizon I can almost see
A shadowy figure who's supposed to be me
Is it who I was or who I will become
So much has befallen still the downfall isn't done
I gotta crawl before I walk and walk before I run
This journey of recovery has barely just begun
Taking two steps forward for every step back
Trying to stop my world from fading to black