The constant reminder of solace
Haunts my brain like the sour sun
Until I find that summer sound
I'll keep my heart buried underground
Forever driving back and forth
Compromising my self worth
Degradation of youth and mind
Focused on my passing prime
The beauty of excessive drab
Develop into a tainted scab
Rip it, again again again and again
In a world where we pretend
What's worth fighting for, let it die.
Stuck in motion, while lost on course
Navigate to the source
Of memory and lack of faith
Release your hold,
As I unfold
From nowhere to nothing, so slowly
Routine nightmares
From nowhere to nothing, so slowly
Its mosaic form
From someone to something, everlasting
Swept to the hollows
From someone to something, everlasting
Til, I, find, that summer, sound
Push back, cascade down, hold on the rhythm that you found.
Push back, final note, fade into me