Believe again

Maybe I trusted blind too many times and on it goes Maybe I can't see straight and all this weight is numbing me slow I'm scared to death to let you in, I'm broken and I Feel my heart beating, believe...

So I climbed to the height of a mountain line Is there a vision here Woven to touch And all to capture light? Surely the stream of consciousness Flows to the sea Where drifting I found That I can be...