I can’t be alone,
Guess I never told you so,
Making my way towards you.
Tracing out a line,
A route I’ve mapped a thousand times,
Making my way towards you.
I would swim the Paladin Strait,
Without any floatation,
Just a glimpse of visual aid,
Of you on the other shoreline,
Waiting, expectations
that I’m gonna make it.
Standing on the shore,
Staring down a hurtling storm,
Making its way towards me.
Water rips with rage,
Endless row of angry waves,
Making its way toward me.
Here’s my chance, time to take it,
Can’t be sure that I’ll make it,
Even though I’m past the point of no return.
I’m all in, I’m surrounded,
Put my money where my mouth is,
Even though I’m past the point of no return.
