Mercy

The hardest part is going when inspiration's gone
I see it all around me so why can't I hang on

I'm out here by my lonesome and swaying in the breeze
The leaves fall off in Autumn I'm living like the trees

Who knows when I'll create again
When I am at the mercy of my own imagination
And who knows where I will find the words
To write the songs I need to say and tell myself I know I'll be okay

If motivation's hungry it feeds upon my mind
It looks for something tasty but nothing it will find

Who knows when I'll create again
When I am at the mercy of my own imagination
And who knows where I will find the words
To write the songs I need to say and tell myself I know I'll be okay alright

Just incase the seasons change and drought becomes the day to day
Maybe I'll begin to believe my worth is more then what I hope to leave behind

But who knows when I'll create again
When I am at the mercy of my own imagination
And who knows where I will find the words
To write the songs I need to say and tell myself I know I'll be okay

Alright
I'll be okay
Alright



Credits
Writer(s): Alanna Snortland
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