Caught In a Fold - Mostly Autumn

Nobody knows

About the way that I’ve been feeling

I’m caught in a fold

As the moon holds the sea

I’ve been rolling back

On a wave already broken

I can’t fight the tide

As the sea

Encircles me

I can’t tell you

All that I’ve done is good

I’ve been driftwood, coasting

Treading my own weary blood

Now I can’t tell you

How I feel today

This book of storms has opened

And I’m flying right off this page

You wouldn’t know

This ragged soul, lost and wandering

I’m feeling the pull of the moon and sea

I’m far from myself

Losing strenght

And the daylight’s waning

Oh, when it’s time to go will they call

Call for me?

I can’t tell you

All that I’ve done is good

I’ve been driftwood, coasting

Treading my own weary blood

Now I can’t tell you

How I feel today

This book of storms has opened

And I’m flying right off this page

I can’t tell you

All that I’ve done is good

I’ve been driftwood, coasting

Treading my own weary blood

Now I can’t tell you

How I feel today

This book of storms has opened

And I’m flying right off this page