Adam Watts turns to nothing

I'm alone
I'm afraid
I'm a stone thrown in the lake
Ripples spread
Out to shore
While I sink straight down to the floor
And nothing's working the way it should
So I won't be smiling as much as I could
And I pray in earnest sometimes turns to nothing at all
My bones
My veins
My soul feast all pains
I'm a phone
Off the hook
I'm a blank page in an empty book
And nothing's working the way it should
So I won't be smiling as much as I could
And I pray in earnest sometimes turns to nothing at all
And the word isn't mine
Even though I'm not fine
I trust in your way
But the cry I have inside
Might be there until I die
And nothing's working the way it should
So I won't be smiling as much as I could
And I pray in earnest sometimes turns to nothing
Nothing at all
Nothing at all