waiting at the bottom

waiting at the bottom for something to happen

nothing ever does

waiting at the bottom for someone to pass me by

no-one ever comes

when every fallen hero lines the ground

your faith escapes the fold

everything you’ve looked up to looks down on you

you're to the heavens sold



waiting at the bottom for the colors to change

it’s always black and white

wanting to shed some light into this darkness

but in here it’s always night

waiting at the bottom for a solution

but the problem’s still unknown

hands bound and lowered into the ocean

and dragged down by the stone

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