Lyrics Patriot - Crying

Patriot

How well could i save the sight of her
blue hand, curling in the water?
what started as business
forks off into a
[Curious request:
gamble with fire
and i’m a burning liar
«Would you… pass the salt?"]
above all, to myself
my loyalty is a hell
even when you think you know,
you are still becoming, Orlando
with the change of plot --
please be patient with your heart
how much longer would i have to spend
sailing forward 'til we meet again?
blowing in a circle,
i forget movement
take me back, through the smoke
back to the mighty oak
to that spot in the woods
i thought i understood
all alone, to myself
my loyalty is a hell
with love there
is no ending
no goal and same goes
for the person you
become
so make ample room
for each emerging truth
i wish i had a little more time
the current moves me forth, but i still look behind
even when you think you know,
you are still becoming, Orlando
with the change of thought --
please be patient with your heart