Six Pence None The Richer - Drifting lyrics

Drifting away from You Pinning down to the pinpoint drop of isolation In a spell, walking away from the fire That keeps my heart from turning to ice Golden feet grace the surface of the sea Sinking deeper I view them from underneath Flailing, kicking as I head for the deep I question a hypothetical lead supper Oh, God receive my outstretched hand Will, I inhale the blue Spinning down upon the gla**, a ghost towards realization Of a cell enclosing the hauntings of a past That blind the eyes and rust the heart Golden feet grace the surface of the sea Sinking deeper I view them from underneath Flailing, kicking as I head for the deep I question a hypothetical lead supper Oh God receive my outstretched hand So I fell, I need You to take my hand And keep my heart from ice Golden feet grace the surface of the sea Sinking deeper I view them from underneath Golden feet grace the surface of the sea Sinking deeper I view them from underneath Flailing, kicking as I head for the deep