Find Me

All these hands, broken hands

They applaud me

But I keep falling in your path like a dead tree

All these feelings are lies, somehow they haunt me

As if they're waiting their turn to supplant me...supplant me

I'm a little boy between the great legs of giants

Whimpering and timid in my lack of defiance

And I prayed that you'd find me

And how I prayed that you'd find me

You're still waving at me in the distance

The shimmer glimmering half-hearted in resistance

Against the sorrow welling up in your eyes

I could help you, but you never bought my lies

I'm a big strong man between my ego and pride

Mourning now the little boy, who deep inside has died

But I hoped that you would find me

Good god I need you to find me

Hard not to watch as the sun hides you in its blinding embrace

Though I lose sight of your guidance, 'cause I'm shielding my face

And I'm stumbling right after you

But you're

Long

Gone

I'm a quivering mess to you

And you're not wrong

I'm an old man now, and my hair is all turned grey

My ego and my pride - age has sent them on their way

And now I know you won't find me

You will will never ever find me

I know you won't find me

You will never

Find me.