I woke up this morning with a sound in my ear
But I know your voice isn’t what I want to hear
I woke up to a strange paranoia within
And I just didn’t know exactly how to begin
I woke up this morning with no intention of continuing
But no good end can come without a damn good beginning
I know that this morning there’ll be dreams I can’t keep
And there’s a fear in me that runs quite deep
I know that disorder is all the rage this year
But I can’t sleep while you’re still here
I know that this morning I’ll look back while moving forward
But that doesn’t mean that my mind isn’t altered
There’s a chance that everything I continue to see
Doesn’t really have an impact on me
There’s a way to wake up, but not in my case
As you just won’t seem to leave this place
There’s a chance I could tell you how this story will end
But I’m worried this is an issue that even time can’t mend
You’re standing there trying to veil your disgust
While your outward appearance strangely resembles lust
You’re fishing for what you just won’t catch
While I’m trying to find another flame within this match
You’re standing there waiting for me to speak
But we won’t find what we have no motivation to seek
I woke up this morning in a daze that won’t pass
But I’m going back to bed because this won’t last
I woke up to each and every voice in my head
All shouting in unison how they wanted me dead
I woke up this morning with no intention of continuing
But no good end can come without a damn good beginning
There’s a feeling today that escapes even the best
And you reach for it like all of the rest
There’s a answer tomorrow that will explain today
But instead of opening your eyes to see it’ll just fade away
There’s a feeling that stays hushed for fear of disrupting
But staying quiet won’t create something out of nothing
Why must getting it started be the hardest part?
As each beat questions another passing heart
Why must maintaining it be the hardest part?
As each beat questions the current heart
Why must leaving it be the hardest part?
As we beg the question “How did this start?”
You’re waiting for something that might never come
We know you’re not deaf, but that doesn't mean you're not dumb
You’re eyeing a day that you hope will take you away
And I can’t help but notice you haven’t even finished today
You’re implying that what you have will one day be better
But wishful thinking won’t make an always out of a never
I woke up this morning and then went straight back to bed
I know full well that I can’t keep living inside my head
I woke up this morning but never really did wake
I don’t need to be reminded of all my past mistakes
I woke up this morning with no intention of continuing
But no good end can come without a damn good beginning
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