Lyrics of A maker of my time

A maker of my time

Held up here, it's a silent fear
And this space don't take my mind
A cloudy wake, it's a young mistake
That i'm clothed in
I can't see when i filled with sleep
It's a golden dream of mine
But when i rise with my morning eyes
It's all spoken

Wait, don't drown it in the waterhole
Taste, the feeling of a fever soul
All in all i need to get me through

Ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh

I still stir, such a war of words
I'm a maker of my time
I feeble man with a broken plan
Oh i'm loathing
Make my bed on the great unsaid
And my meekness sends me low
I stood fair, but you still weren't there
So you've chosen

Wait, don't drown it in the waterhole
Taste, the feeling of a fever soul
All in all i need to get me through

Ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh

Wait, don't drown it in the waterhole
Taste, the feeling of a fever soul