Progress

Oh this sunbeam's mowing me down
This shadow it creates is growing
And my head is drifting far away

I'm looking for something
To bring my high down
Leave me tender-eyed

And as I grow
My needs fall more in line
With practices made
For the sole intentions of weighing me back down

I can feel the knowledge
Of simplicity
Slipping out my head
And I hate that it all makes sense



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Matsakis
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