Waiting for mine

but the river runs wide and so deep
I can see myself drown
I'm awake but my conscience is asleep
as the wind drags me down

my mind's eye would always be blind
heading down for the cliffs
I would not feel the need to be saved from the flight
hour of truth reality sinks in hello
I've been bound behind a closed door
never have been denied
now I'm sentenced to life never knowing what for
then the words I never thought I'd hear
now all I want to know is
what the hell just happened here

here I stand at the river's edge
dripping wet from the fall
the tide is high and the ferry's delayed
to take me back home