Testo di Drifting

drifting away from you spinning down to the pinpoint drop of isolation in a spell walking away from the fire that keeps my heart from turning ice golden feet grace the surface of the sea sinking deeper I view them from underneath flailing, kicking as I head for the deep I question a hypothetical lead supper oh God receive my outstretched hand will I inhale the blue spinning down upon the glass a ghost towards realisation of a cell enclosing the hauntings of a past that blind the eyes and rust the heart so I fell I need you to take my hand and keep my heart from ice...