Painting By: J.R HILTON |
HOW MUCH MORE
WRITTEN BY J.R HILTON
2017
DAYS COME, AND DAYS GO
A BLESSING AND A CURSE
SOMETIMES I'D RATHER NOT SHOW UP FOR ANYTHING
SOME DAYS I'D RATHER NOT HAVE TO FACE ANYONE
KEEP MYSELF TO MYSELF
RECHARGE MY SANITY
NO PAPERS NO NEWS
WAY TO GO, YOU CAN'T LOSE
I DON'T WANT TODAY, UNTIL TOMORROW
I'LL SKIP IT IF IT'S ALL THE SAME TO YOU
ONCE IN AWHILE, THE WORLD PRESSES
JUST A LITTLE TOO HARD
SNEAKS RIGHT UP BEHIND ME
CATCHES ME OFF-GUARD
I HIDE MYSELF AWAY
THE WORLD HAS CHANGED
BECOME UNKIND
SOMETIMES I'M ASHAMED TO ADMIT IT'S MINE
WHATEVER HAPPENED OVER TIME
IS THIS HOW WE WANT TO LIVE
I SPEND TOO MUCH TIME STRESSING
ABOUT THINGS I CANNOT CHANGE
I HAVE TO TRY, THAT'S JUST ME
HOW MUCH MORE CAN THERE BE
YOU CAN HAVE IT ALL, I DON'T NEED IT
DON'T BUY IN ANYMORE, DON'T FEED IT
SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE I WALK ALONE
IT'S THEN I KNOW I'VE REACHED MY DARKEST HOUR
WALKING AWAY FROM EVERYONE
I'M A LITTLE WORRIED, I CAN'T SEE
NOTHING BUT BLACK IN FRONT OF ME
BLUE IN WAVES COMING THROUGH
WITH A STIFF WIND BEHIND ME PUSHING ME ALONG
TO A PLACE, I BELONG TO
RIGHT HERE IN THE TREES
THE STARS COME OUT TO DREAM
AND I CAN START TO BREATHE
EXHALE A LITTLE RELIEF
AS I START TO SEE
ALL IT'S EVER GOING TO BE
IN THE SMOULDERING RUINS
COMES THE HOPE, TO CARRY ON
YOU HAD IT ALL ALONG
WHILE I THOUGHT IT WAS GONE
IT LEFT ME SHAKEN DEEP INSIDE
BUT I'M OKAY
HOW MUCH MORE OF THIS CAN WE TAKE
SURELY MOST OF THIS, IS A MISTAKE
HOW MUCH MORE, COULD THERE BE
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