Calloused
Oh oh
I haven't written a song for a while now
I feel like I've been cheating myself of a breath
I've been missing how things used to be so
I don't want to forget the rest
But I feel I could feel more
I keep trying but the words are caught
I keep writing but the ink's gone
I just don't know if these marks count for anything
I no longer hear the ring behind a ring
But I still callous hard for the strings
And I still dream I'll get back into this
I miss the way things used to be so
I haven't taken a walk for a while now
Maybe all this talk has burrowed in my head
Holes I feel I need to fill with feeling
Yet I'm sitting here instead
I haven't seen a soul for a while now
Or traced the rays of sun that bled
I've been missing how worlds used to turn so
I don't want to forget the rest
But I feel I could feel more
I keep trying but the words are caught
I keep writing but the ink's gone
I just don't know if these marks count for anything
I no longer hear the ring behind a ring
But I still callous hard for the strings
And I still dream I'll get ack into this
I miss the way things used to be so
But I feel it in my bones
I no longer hear the way the wind sings
I haven't written a song for a while now
I feel like I've been cheating myself of a breath
I've been missing how things used to be so
I don't want to forget the rest
But I feel I could feel more
I keep trying but the words are caught
I keep writing but the ink's gone
I just don't know if these marks count for anything
I no longer hear the ring behind a ring
But I still callous hard for the strings
And I still dream I'll get back into this
I miss the way things used to be so
I haven't taken a walk for a while now
Maybe all this talk has burrowed in my head
Holes I feel I need to fill with feeling
Yet I'm sitting here instead
I haven't seen a soul for a while now
Or traced the rays of sun that bled
I've been missing how worlds used to turn so
I don't want to forget the rest
But I feel I could feel more
I keep trying but the words are caught
I keep writing but the ink's gone
I just don't know if these marks count for anything
I no longer hear the ring behind a ring
But I still callous hard for the strings
And I still dream I'll get ack into this
I miss the way things used to be so
But I feel it in my bones
I no longer hear the way the wind sings
Credits
Writer(s): April Salisbury-white
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