Take my problems and fears away, what would be left of me?
Came to realize in my dismay, I'm not where I want to be.
There's no mercy that I can see. It ends when we say it ends.
Anything to break free. We never could stand to be on our own.
With our thoughts and alone. Try it out
Take my memories and thoughts away, what would be left of me?
It's our logic we will betray. No chosen destiny.
There's no sign of mercy that I can see. It ends when we say it ends.
Which way should we go? No way to know if nobody can decide.
Within ourselves we will hide.
Finding time we can bide.
Up against the divide.
Lord knows that we tried.
It's there for the taking but if you wait, you miss your chance as you hesitate. Don't let it go to waste. Is it too late?
Hesitate (It's too late). Aggravate (It's too late). Separate (It's too late) Don't make me wait (It's too late). Don't let it go to waste.
Is this my fate?
from Eclectic Whoa,
released November 1, 2016
Recorded in February 2015 at ClapiSound Studio