Restored
How long can I hold it in, without bursting at the seams
If everything is so golden, where’s the rest of our dreams
Coughing out detached emotions landing before you the
detritus
Ugly shadows stealing sunlight robbing all the hope and joy inside
us
Cutting into my soul
Losing all thought control
Villains! The path to my happiness got cored
Hold me closer, bring it back make me restored
Draw the curtains is that rain, sometimes that’s all it
really takes
Courses through me, the pain, my entire body stiffens and
everything aches
So, when my brain is choosing which, deal with my dreams or
respond to my bones
Cool one for me babe flip the switch, soothe me and let’s
silence our cell phones
Cutting into my soul
Losing all thought control
Villains! The path to my happiness got cored
Hold me closer, bring it back, make me restored
Restored
Tim Windisch
04/02/2024
