[written by J. Cantrell]

Know me broken by my master 
Teach thee on child of love hereafter 
Into the flood again 
Same old trip it was back then 
So I made a big mistake 
Try to see it once my way 
Drifting body it's sole desertion 
Flying not yet quite the notion 
Am I wrong? 
Have I run too far to get home 
Have I gone? 
And left you here alone 
If I would, could you?