Alpha Shallows

He could fall and shake and weep

But as holy are my feet and hard with mention

That dear, they may not speak

We feel tight when there is tension

And our eyes can make us weak

And his heart was full of fire at the man he had become

And his soul was seldom higher with the falsities of fun

Could embrace sweet desires in moments as they passed

But he feared ever more, he saw it didn't last

We'd walk up Holland Avenue

And watch the rich as they consume

Their product made our hearts exude

An emptiness unrivaled by

The hunger that I could control

He'd pray up to his God

That he might save their soul

But, ah

The grey in this city is too much to bear

The grey in this city is too much to bear

And I believe we are meant to be seen

And not to be understood

And I want to be held by those arms

I want to be held by those arms

You'll work your thumbs 'til they're sore

And you'll work my heart 'til it's raw

And you'll call and you'll call but you'll never be told

And I'll fall and I'll fall and I'll fall

And I'll fall and I'll fall and I'll fall

We are basic light

We are basic light