Helm

It\'s in the simple things

It\'s in the mundane

In the irrelevant

In the required

It\'s in the little bit of details

The obvious

It\'s in the hidden

It\'s in the open

It\'s in the quiet

It\'s in the spoken

It\'s in the air that my lungs feed on

(Talking bout your love)

All my life

I got record of the countless times

You did me a solid

You were my charm

Never were you in disguise

All my life

I got record of the countless times

Where you held me through it

The brokenness

And the emptiness inside

I\'m holding tight to your helm

Won\'t let it go

Watchumacallit

Love, passion, obsession

Where I lose control

And all of these silly and fickle earthly things

Won\'t make me whole

Lest you make my spirit, this heart and my body your home

Switched sides

Switched path

Switched allegiance

Switched it all

But you never did

Consistently an enigma

Though that definition ain\'t cutting it

You\'re the purpose of my existence

Or am I just wingin it?

Or am I just sinking deep.

All my life

I got record of the countless times

Where you held me through it

The brokenness

And the emptiness inside

I\'m holding tight to your helm

Won\'t let it go

Watchumacallit

Love, passion, obsession

Where I lose control

And all of these silly and fickle earthly things

Won\'t make me whole

Lest you make my spirit, this heart and my body your home

I\'m holding tight to your helm

Won\'t let it go

Watchumacallit

Love, passion, obsession

Where I lose control

And all of these silly and fickle earthly things

Won\'t make me whole

Lest you make my spirit, this heart and my body your home