Nothing More Beautiful...
Even now, after all my self-reflection
The words still stumble out my mouth
Like emerging from a cave in a drought
Once born, they're adopted by the air
Then they grow and transform in my absence
Like an heir to the throne
In time they are mine in name only
I was up all night, tryna navigate my mind
If I could find some kind of road map, I could unwind, man
I think about dying a lot
I'm trying to stop
And lately I've been crying a lot
I'm letting it out
My brain has been frying a lot
The iron is hot
Awake and I lie in the dark
I'm restless
I can't see outside myself, I'm in my head too often
And the spiral doesn't elevate
No helicopter
Study psyche: soul scholar
No closure, no honour
Letting go is so hard, but it's the true self-expression unblocker
The will to communicate, the drive to rest
The extreme dissonance of time compressed
I find myself naked, dripping at the quill
Finally submerged in the spilled ink
Falling asleep is like falling in love
It consumes you with sweetness and clarity
You can't control it
You have to move with it
Swimming in the current
Washing up on the shore of new realities
Woke up in the morning, refreshed and alive
I forget every time, how it felt to say goodbye
Even now, after everything, I'm still surprised
To find serenity in sleep and find peace in the divine
Got up, brushed teeth, had a shower, and ate
I forget I'm a human in a body of clay
So, there's nothing more beautiful than seeing that I
Am still here at the start of the day
Ay!
The words still stumble out my mouth
Like emerging from a cave in a drought
Once born, they're adopted by the air
Then they grow and transform in my absence
Like an heir to the throne
In time they are mine in name only
I was up all night, tryna navigate my mind
If I could find some kind of road map, I could unwind, man
I think about dying a lot
I'm trying to stop
And lately I've been crying a lot
I'm letting it out
My brain has been frying a lot
The iron is hot
Awake and I lie in the dark
I'm restless
I can't see outside myself, I'm in my head too often
And the spiral doesn't elevate
No helicopter
Study psyche: soul scholar
No closure, no honour
Letting go is so hard, but it's the true self-expression unblocker
The will to communicate, the drive to rest
The extreme dissonance of time compressed
I find myself naked, dripping at the quill
Finally submerged in the spilled ink
Falling asleep is like falling in love
It consumes you with sweetness and clarity
You can't control it
You have to move with it
Swimming in the current
Washing up on the shore of new realities
Woke up in the morning, refreshed and alive
I forget every time, how it felt to say goodbye
Even now, after everything, I'm still surprised
To find serenity in sleep and find peace in the divine
Got up, brushed teeth, had a shower, and ate
I forget I'm a human in a body of clay
So, there's nothing more beautiful than seeing that I
Am still here at the start of the day
Ay!
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Writer(s): Samiir Saunders
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