Been looking for water hidden beneath the sand

I sent myself here so I′d be alone again

The line from thirst to drowning has been wearing thin

I want it all and I can't handle any of it

When you are dowsing, how well do you trust your hands

When you are drowning, how long do you try to swim

I hold the stick above the ground inside my hands

I hold its forked tongue and I feel the weight of it

I walk along the rocks until my legs give in

I′m searching for anything that would help me live

Does your God hide from you deep below the skin

Do you give up before you еven start to dig

I feel the pull and I know I can't do it yet

I feel thе pull now and I pray I will again