Distress signals de Last Chance Dave

Good day. how's your year been?
i've been learning what to say
so many shades of gray
there is comfort in these brown walls
in this empty hall a soul releases
though i never gave it
that much thought at all
i think up things to say and
when i pray i gain no faith
so i want to be somebody else
a feather to your felt
i am lost in the sun and
weak in the shadows holding on…
What you thought was real
and what you wanted most
erases like a ghost
you can't help but feel
tied down to the shame
at the whisper of a name
I placed a secret in your palm
whose hand will i one day hold
if i ever hold again
i have a letter marked to abraham
there are sacrifices to be made
so many souls to save
i have a jar sealed watertight
these thoughts that keep you up at night
you just can't perceive
it's harder to believe