Lyrics

Cold water rocks
©2008 Words & music by Jacey Beaucage


Prophecies and packs of lies, philosophies full of qualifiers,
Your ever-changing mood has thrown me…

I could care less about control,
Paddling through your vitriol, she conjures up a storm the waves keep coming, and I’m in trouble now.

And I question my existence, and I fear for my demise,
I revere the person you once were, and hate to see you slip away

Solace in routines past played,
Comfort in illusions made against this fragile construct, what is real?

And I freeze in your cold water,
While the sirens sing of love,
And the waves, which used to sooth me,
Crash me on the rocks,

And your silence speaks in volumes,
Yes your absence is a fraud,
And your rune once so melodic,
Crashes me on the rocks

Prophecies and packs of lies,
Philosophy full of qualifiers,
Your ever-changing mood has thrown me,
Far away