These words are phrases, letting me know just who I am, I wonder if they'll lead me to now or then? Skyward and beyond, looking for the path there, nights seem long like they're leading me nowhere. Quiet, dark, and alone I write to you but you're not responding, thoughts can race, seem out of control, close my eyes, become forgotten. Medicines and rhetoric to help me believe, an easy solution to clear my thoughts, to set me free. These days slip away like memories, I'm trying to hold on, understand everything. Is it me too scared to remember? Too afraid to see what's going on? My eyes try to focus, searching for the unforeseen, my heart navigates through a black ocean, looking for meaning. Somewhere in someplace, the picture is cut and the routine ends, a million little pieces of my life, I reach for them to mend. The outlines of what is real begin to blur, I try to connect, on the run to find a place, somewhere to clear my head. Stand still, breath once, I'm not responding, drop a line, a message for self, the words forgotten.
released July 17, 2008
Jason Smith - Vocals, Guitar, Programming
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