The Calm, The Storm
Traded cheap words for thoughts
And others with nothing to show
And maybe it's not up to the seasons to control my emotional instability
Always blaming anyone and anything to dim the light on my own self created disability
That I've fabricated over the years to escape any responsibility
Of controlling my own actions and deluded insensibility
But I've grown to love myself and what I stand for
I'd rather rot down below than make a deal and not know what I've really signed for
Why is this so hard to tell
Where I end and this feeling dwells?
And lately there's been a part of me
(And a part that's weary and a part that's free)
I'm not getting older and it's plain to see
Only so much time left to repair me
When was artistry lost
And emotion let go?
Traded cheap words for thoughts
And others with nothing to show
I've let this fall to the wayside
I've let others go
I've tried to let others in
But the process is slow
And lately there's been a part of me
(And a part that's weary and a part that's free)
I'm not getting older and it's plain to see
Only so much time left to repair me
And others with nothing to show
And maybe it's not up to the seasons to control my emotional instability
Always blaming anyone and anything to dim the light on my own self created disability
That I've fabricated over the years to escape any responsibility
Of controlling my own actions and deluded insensibility
But I've grown to love myself and what I stand for
I'd rather rot down below than make a deal and not know what I've really signed for
Why is this so hard to tell
Where I end and this feeling dwells?
And lately there's been a part of me
(And a part that's weary and a part that's free)
I'm not getting older and it's plain to see
Only so much time left to repair me
When was artistry lost
And emotion let go?
Traded cheap words for thoughts
And others with nothing to show
I've let this fall to the wayside
I've let others go
I've tried to let others in
But the process is slow
And lately there's been a part of me
(And a part that's weary and a part that's free)
I'm not getting older and it's plain to see
Only so much time left to repair me
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Nicholas Baughman, Jonathan Keith Sherer, Levi Dean Calvin, Stephen Pollauf
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