Never thought to find hope in a bottle

Wasn't a thought that'd crossed my mind

Not with my past

Full of hope turned to ash

And pills that were far from kind

But having seen what I've seen

And the low place that I've been

Rising from below, and seeing the light show

Is a greater gift than I thought I could ever know

The wounds on my soul

And the search for control

Have finally shown me a life

Where I can be whole

Learning to swim

In this dark murky din

Has been a hard lesson

But I no longer feel grim

I laugh with my demons

And I see the reasons

For me to keep going

And stay with my heathens