Weary

Drowsy-eyed, I pull my shoulders back from a crooked line
Look at my reflection and order myself to look alive
Slouch again like all of my energy went and took a ride
Liquor shelf is empty, I sip the last of the cooking wine
I'm recognizing I can't always play the mastermind
Some days I want to put my brain away to pass the time
Try to find a revelation, maybe play The Book of Ryan
Lose myself in the flow, sit back and hear the master rhyme

(A change of scenery's nice)

A change of scenery's nice, go for a walk
Circle the block and rediscover sights I forgot
Humans so goopy, scratching out loose-leaf thoughts
Take advantage of that spark when opportunity knocks
But I've been absent-minded, skipped a continuity shot
And I find myself in the back of the community park
I've got a bad buzz, need to find a route through the fog
It's like I'm riding out a twister and the roof's coming off (Uh)

(Can you feel it?)
(It's been a while)
(Do you feel it?)

It's been a while since this well filled with the real stuff
Living up on the moon like monochrome was the filter
Feeling too light like a cut flower that wilted
I stopped wasting away when I started to build up
Disoriented, I see new worlds in my backyard
A pinch of sedatives and a random walk under night stars
Motivation is hard and so is patience in art
I hold a space in my heart for pen and paper to start

They're like, "When's the album out?" - Behind on my plans
I don't want to get stuck playing catch-up for the gram
Records don't go as far now as they did then
And if you take a hiatus then you're out of the top ten (See ya)
Goldfish memories want a new spin on the same
Always new shit, feeding the algorithm your name
The new me is gonna take more than a copy/paste
I'm through, rather nurture my embers than chase a flame