Like silence you can hear
Ancient truth rings out
Trust that feeling
Trust that feeling
Feel the load get uplifted from you
Get uplifted from you
But I keep spinning
In similar cycles
Over and over and over
And if I write rhymes at the right time
These deadlines become lifelines
Urging me to confront mine
Head on
Before I'm dead wrong
Before these missed steps
Take me so far
From where I need to be
That I'm long gone
Lost songs that were never written
Hidden under the clutter
Piling up
Losing form
Getting cold and forgotten
Shame on me
For choosing to be blind
For covering my eyelids
To find illusions of bliss
Misuse of these gifts
That's each breath going in
How could I let myself sink
Over and over
Like it ain't no thing
