Lyrics Poets of the Fall

Poets of the Fall

Shallow

More in my face than is my taste

I grow so weary I'll surrender

to what they say Let them lead the way

Till' I can no longer remember

my darling dreams Prewritten scenes,

whatever felt my own

So to save face I'll take my place

Where I may safely feel alone

Glad the waters are so shallow

When the river runs so cold

Glad the waters are so shallow

When the river runs cold

Glad the waters are so shallow

When the river runs so cold

Glad the waters are so shallow

When the river runs cold

I'm quick to wait, and so to hate

They call me gracious for my patience

And I feel proud under that shroud

And all the while it's all evasion

Some humor here to fend off fear

And I'm a little more lost, oh dear

So to save face I'll hold my place

So I may safely feel alone

Glad the waters are so shallow

When the river runs so cold

Glad the waters are so shallow

When the river runs cold

Glad the waters are so shallow

When the river runs so cold

Glad the waters are so shallow

When the river runs cold