Luca Fogale — Half-Saved

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Your voice is ringing in my ears
Cadenced and ever-clear
I’m in the middle of the road
Unrequited, uncontrolled
Caught still heavy-handed swing
Swallowed while the heavens sing
To be God-damned, but never feel a thing

To be half-loved
Or half-saved
Still means something but it’s in a form I can’t explain
To have half-gone
Or half-stayed
Maybe I’ve never really found
Or really lost my way

I held close the hands I used to know
Suspended in the altar’s glow
Dissolved in harmony and grace
Hidden in that stranger’s face
But still, I can’t escape the sounds
That keep me held down to the ground
Their voices have all become too loud

To be half-loved
Or half-saved
Still means something but it’s in a form I can’t explain
To have half-gone
Or half-stayed
Maybe I’ve never really found
Or really lost my way