Will silence ever exist once more inside this head?
With a good day’s rest I’m lucky at best to ever meet standards again
The falling rain floods through my veins
A storm is brewing
I’m not the same
I wish this could just be written on my forehead: I suggest you stay away
My clothes don’t feel the way they used to
My sheets don’t keep me warm anymore
Within the past four months I have left my old mind
Yet, I’m more scared than ever before
My voice speaks out, but from a bloody tongue
I think my mind is right
I just need legs to run me away from the forks in the road
Because Yogi’s words are the only map I know
They say, “Spend for profit.”
But, I’ve been too cheap
And I won’t buy the time to get myself on my feet
I’ve spent four years working my ass off on subjects that don’t mean shit to me
I feel I’ve wasted time
That’s what gets me the most
Your expectations are virus
My body is the host
I think I’ve found the cure
I’ve free’d my mind and moved on to better things
I’m tired of focusing on things I don’t care about
I’ve been held back by my fear and doubt
My lack of courage weighs the same as this ball and chain
I know this game
This time I’ll have the upper hand
credits
released January 27, 2014
Recorded by Charles Toshio
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