At Water's Edge by Icicle

At Water's Edge

by Icicle

Born and raised in communist Bulgaria, Krassy Halatchev (Icicle) grew up with a few tight friends who were true music maniacs. Being one of them as well, he studied and analyzed every note of the repertoire of his favourite bands (Pink Floyd, Genesis, The Police, The B-52’s, Depeche Mode, The Cure,…

AT WATER’S EDGE

At water’s edge I drift to sleep
At water’s edge I wake
My only thought is thinking that 
My thoughts will overtake

My sanity, my sanity
Encapsuled in a spiral
Colored crimson remnant
Of falsified denial

Reason battles reason
Across a desert full
Of purity, of purity
Held behind a wall

I know that I could climb it
I know I would not fall
But how pure is the purity 
That doesn’t heed my call?
 
At water’s edge I’m dreaming
Of the things I should have said
Unspoken words that haunt me
Drowning at the water’s edge

Perhaps it’s just illusion
I see things that aren’t there
But what I saw in your eyes
Was enough to make me care
 
Expectations falter
(I am at your feet)
Disappointments rise
(I am at your feet)
Something deep within me
(I am at your feet)
Does destroy me as it dies
(I am at your feet)

Looking in the mirror
Of the water on the sand
Perhaps I just imagined
That I’m better than I am

It wouldn’t be the first time
It sure won’t be the last
That I pander to my ego
And watch purity go past
 
In some imagined future
At water’s edge I stand
Asking you to join me
Reaching out my hand

No matter how I want you
No matter how I try
You will never answer
I can only wonder why
 
Expectations falter
(I am at your feet)
Disappointments rise
(I am at your feet)
Something deep within me
(I am at your feet)
Does destroy me as it dies
(I am at your feet)

Written by: Joel Jenkins

Submitted by: herd_recs on June 12, 2019