Any Other Way,
by Rewired.
Have I grown or
has this island gotten smaller?
Is the sky getting darker
or am I going blind?
The waters surrounding me look
so treacherous, could it be they've
gotten deeper, will I jump and drown
before it swallows the last of the ground
beneath my wary feet?
Waiting for a dove.
Waiting for a crow again.
Waiting for the sky to fall.
Waiting for this hell inside to end.
Wanting to strip this all away
but so afraid to be naked.
When will I grow up?
Imagined my way to find
I haven't moved an inch.
All this way to find I
never left the womb, wondering
if I'd die if i were to sever
this cord of sustenance.
But this cord is feeding me poison.
Feeding me is poison.
For what will I do when they die?
Test the waters.
Kick another pebble below your feet
out into the open sea.
Hear the sky grumble again
hungry to swallow you.
Find safe space around this,
hide beneath the wing.
Back to circuit one.
Kill my comfort.
Kill my addiction.
Kill my dependence.
Home is like heroine.
My head should come with
a Surgeon General's Warning.
When did I loose control?
When did I go wrong?
Have I made the right
turn yet?
Tide is high tonight.
Lapping at my feet.
The sky is cracking, loosing track,
I'm numb and conflicted and lost to peace.
Break me free of insanity.
Got to overcome my fears.
Let the rain beat it out of me.
Burn me to the core,
regenerate.
Be the change I want to see.
Not just anything but this.
Determination, focus, with
my head out of my ass.
Looking down below now.
something frightening, distorted by the ripples,
frightening in the moment of calm.
This is you here.
Skin reflects all that could be.
Drink of me,
swim in me,
drown in me,
cry until I swallow your feet
if you won't have it any other way you stubborn bastard.
by Rewired.
Have I grown or
has this island gotten smaller?
Is the sky getting darker
or am I going blind?
The waters surrounding me look
so treacherous, could it be they've
gotten deeper, will I jump and drown
before it swallows the last of the ground
beneath my wary feet?
Waiting for a dove.
Waiting for a crow again.
Waiting for the sky to fall.
Waiting for this hell inside to end.
Wanting to strip this all away
but so afraid to be naked.
When will I grow up?
Imagined my way to find
I haven't moved an inch.
All this way to find I
never left the womb, wondering
if I'd die if i were to sever
this cord of sustenance.
But this cord is feeding me poison.
Feeding me is poison.
For what will I do when they die?
Test the waters.
Kick another pebble below your feet
out into the open sea.
Hear the sky grumble again
hungry to swallow you.
Find safe space around this,
hide beneath the wing.
Back to circuit one.
Kill my comfort.
Kill my addiction.
Kill my dependence.
Home is like heroine.
My head should come with
a Surgeon General's Warning.
When did I loose control?
When did I go wrong?
Have I made the right
turn yet?
Tide is high tonight.
Lapping at my feet.
The sky is cracking, loosing track,
I'm numb and conflicted and lost to peace.
Break me free of insanity.
Got to overcome my fears.
Let the rain beat it out of me.
Burn me to the core,
regenerate.
Be the change I want to see.
Not just anything but this.
Determination, focus, with
my head out of my ass.
Looking down below now.
something frightening, distorted by the ripples,
frightening in the moment of calm.
This is you here.
Skin reflects all that could be.
Drink of me,
swim in me,
drown in me,
cry until I swallow your feet
if you won't have it any other way you stubborn bastard.
