There's nothing left that's right

There's nothing right that's left

I've forgotten myself, this is all wrong

The urge to close my eyes is strong

Once more towards the light

There's nothing left that's right

My tongue is in the water where the tide is white

My heart is in my mouth, and nothing seems right

A drop in the ocean or tree in the hollow

The truth of existence is a bitter pill to swallow

In the search for my mind I tossed it over the side

This doesn't feel right, this feeling's hard to describe

What should I throw and what should I keep?

Who knew what we would find in the waters of sleep?

I'll keep the other vessel at arm's length

For it is now crewed by men of ill-intent

They break the bones of those outside their tribe

Theirs is a scripture to which I will not subscribe

I'm against the tide and time

This feeling's hard to describe

There's nothing left that's right

There's nothing right that's left

I've forgotten myself, this is all wrong

The urge to close my eyes is strong

Once more towards the light

Out of mind and sight

There's nothing left that's right

They say a few good men is all the world needs

But they're drowning in a hole which does nothing but bleed

I've got one chance to pull it back from the brink

But my boat is full of water and I'm starting to sink

This horse is lame, it falls over waves

It's pale and it's breathless but works like a slave

My raft in tatters, it's sure to capsize

My knuckles are white from holding onto the sides

The keeper stokes the fires of the beacon at the top

Of a tower that drives us all onto the rocks

I thought the water would be quiet I was right

They warned me of the lighthouse but it shines so bright

I'm against the tide and time

This feeling's hard to describe

There's nothing left that's right

There's nothing right that's left

I've forgotten myself, this is all wrong

The urge to close my eyes is strong

Once more towards the light

Out of mind and sight

There's nothing left that's right