Movement

How many nights can I hold up?
Shouting words of love
To get me away from here
Get me back to something more than fear
Smoke lines salt the heart of this
My life’s on hold
You’ll have to get me away from here
Get me back to something worth the fear
I’m screaming raw and cold
And every city takes its toll
And I am falling away, falling away from here
So bring me back this wave
You’ll take it away, take it in vain
I hope you pick and choose
How I unfold across everything
But your home away from here
Get me back to something more than fear
Have you ever felt chilled to the bone?
See my breath hang from your hope away from here
Get me back to something
And I am falling away, falling away from here
So bring me back this wave
You’ll take it away, take it in vain
I hope you learn I am finding a way
Finding a way to feel past, coughing up my part
At least it’s a start, a start to something my own way
And we have all become so ageless and senseless
We drink from the same cup
I’ll call you out for sighing again
And I’ll make our own list of new demands, I’m the ruling hand
When it comes to my words I shoot from the chest
I’m a scribe, I’m a student, a writer, a movement
And I’m suited best for tying ends
And I am falling away, falling away from here
So bring me back this wave
You’ll take it away, take it in vain
I hope you learn I am finding a way
Finding a way to feel past, coughing up my part
At least it’s a start, a start to something my own way
Something my own way