Im only days away
from giving up this place
I need a change of pace
a change of ways
somedays I dont fit in my own skin
I am uncomfortable
I guess 'cuz after all
Im just a carbon-ball housed in a soul
Im just getting by
and getting pretty good at sin
And every time i try to pray
a memory gets in the way
and I forget what it was I was supposed to say
Hiding in my palisade
writing on a blank white page
keeps my demons one more day
I just cant understand
what makes him animate
is it his heart,
or the heart in his hand?
how much he's changed,
or maybe it's how much he's the same?
If all this worlds a tree
i'm just a withered leaf
I'd blow away
find me a new place to be
but darling you would love me just the same
And every time i try to pray
a memory gets in the way
and I forget what it was I was supposed to say
Hiding in my palisade
writing on a blank white page
keeps my demons one more day