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This simple calling,
A yearning I can't control,
Draws me near to you.
And you hold me up,
Keep my head above the water,
Save me from this drowning sorrow.
But what is this?
This feeling I can't control?
This feeling that I don't belong?
I sit outside all social castes.
Even yours is where I don't belong.
And you, dear one,
I don't deserve the life you let me live.
With what I receive.
It's like life will be spent
Just to make up for my mistakes.
This simple calling,
A yearning I can't control,
It's like it's pushing me back.
[A desire to belong.
A simple fact that I cannot.
Already, I know,
I cannot make up for my cost.]
I cannot be....
Anything more than one you lost,
Nothing more than a lie
Masked from you by these eyes.
If you saw me as I am,
You'd remove yourself,
From a good mental picture.
You'd leave me in the sand.
I'm nothing since that day,
You saw me low and out of place.
A rotten corpse,
A perfect case.
I've held on simply for that fact alone.
Broken wings that I now know.
I understand why they don't show.
I lost them with my soul
As it was torn into the wind.
Turning away from the light,
I try to fight this dread...
This dead weight...
I'm doing my best,
But I fear it's not enough
To make up for what I've done,
The trouble I've caused you.
Forgive me if I slip away.
I know I'm asking again,
For more than I can return.
So...
Could you forgive me once more?
Before I slip away?