Joe Chester
Joe Chester
Joe Chester
Joe Chester
Joe Chester
Joe Chester
Joe Chester
Joe Chester
Joe Chester
Joe Chester
Joe Chester
Joe Chester
Joe Chester
I am a prisoner in the room of lost footsteps
Brandishing a knife against a wave
Helpless in the face of losing everything
A destitute king
Waves on the horizon always coming to shore
Hissing their approval as they retreat once more
Across the pebbled beaches of my shipwrecked mind
Of my shipwrecked mind
Cast adrift, I am unhinged
I can’t trust my feelings anymore
Torn asunder, fingers on the tumbler
Of my shipwrecked mind
Waves on the horizon always coming to shore
Hissing their approval as they retreat once more
Across the pebbled beaches of my shipwrecked mind
Of my shipwrecked mind