Solid Ground

I'm awake with the dead,
heard the things that you said,
never knew what you meant,
until you turned around,
I was faking a life,
always taking your lie,
now I'm breaking and I,
I can't find solid ground,

Am I stuck in quicksand,
it's getting harder to stand,
no, I can't find solid ground,
I keep searching for land,
and reaching out for your hand,
but I can't find solid ground,

I'm asleep in my life,
I can't see what is right,
feels like darkness in light,
so I follow the sound,
all that's real just feels dead,
once found comfort in bed,
now I'm drowning instead,
I can't find solid ground,

Am I stuck in quicksand,
it's getting harder to stand,
no, I can't find solid ground,
I keep searching for land,
and reaching out for your hand,
but I can't find solid ground,

I can't find solid ground,
or the hopes I once found,
my dreams rest in the dirt,
so why must my heart hurt,
and no touch can replace,
your sweet, loving embrace,
so I follow the sound,
six feet under the ground...