Am sorry I left their for a bit I know you notice my body was here but my mind did a runner and my soul just needs a rest from time to time 

To be honest it's all been a bit much 

I know my anger robs me from you 

Buts it's hard to live head with high when the panic sets in 

Hard to see when the rage is blinding 

And I won't lie theirs time a feel like running 

Times a feel like stepping off 

God forgive me sometimes I like to get off this crazy ride 

But dispute all of my internal battles disorders and general madness 

Its you I come home to so you take away by sadness 

Melt my troubles away 

I call you bay cause  your love  is my becon of light to get my back right when the tide carrys me to far away