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The Apathy Hymn
Music & Lyrics by Susannah Long
Ft. Ian James Walters

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I’ve gotten used to not knowing where I am
I’ve made my peace with the riptide
I’ve been alive in the places I’d have died
And I’m asking: “What if these have been the dark times?”

I’ve made changes just to watch the knob turn in my hand
Torched fields to feel the power to set aflame.
I’ve run circles in the crowd, cursed the ground when I’m alone
And I’m asking: “When will I be taken home?”

Because I am set adrift,
Cruising the narrow channel of nothing.
And I don’t know, oh, I don’t know yet
Who will steer me home.

There was a man, held me tight if I could ask him to
There was a shore before I lost him.
This is the wait, desperation in a quiet place
Fell in love with the haunt in my own face.

I don’t care to find the things that I lost.
I don’t care to find the things that I lost.
I don’t care to find the things that I lost.
I don’t care to find him.

There was a man, held me tight if I could ask him to
There was a shore before I lost him.
This is the wait, desperation in a quiet place
Fell in love with the haunt in my own face.