Shape-Glasser

[00:13.180]I live on my beach. [00:20.180]water surrounding me. [00:34.850]And it's got too deep; [00:45.180]I let it get too deep. [00:56.180]My home has no shape; [01:03.500]nothing to sustain me, [01:11.180]but it keep me safe [01:18.180]from imagined pain. [01:34.180]In the dim light of the truth all you can do is bow. [02:12.850]The walls often change. [02:20.180]I'm new in this place, me. [02:27.180]But I know I'll stay, [02:34.180]Can't ever get away. [03:01.180]When the crossing gets too wide [03:07.180]then I go home [03:15.500]to the fluctuation [03:21.180]I have on my own. [03:30.180]And I look out longingly [03:35.500]over the beach. [03:44.850]There's an ocean making life [03:50.180]beyond my reach, [03:59.180]and the vastness is [04:02.180]too much for me to stand. [04:14.850]And by the light of the truth all I can do is bow.