A child on church steps
Reminding me of me
Not in my current state
More content, more clean at seventeen
Whoever hes talking to
I pray theyre listening
So he wont end up like me
Try to see the good in everything
But that young mans eyes are not for me
Theyve been blinded and removed
Ground and lit and smoked by breaths too deep
Im exhaling but my stomach stays week
Like Ive swallowed any keys
That may unlock the answers I seek
And still, I’m sweating through my sheets, too many nights on end
Talks and dreams of how I thought Id be a better man
When I compare the past to my present tense
Im as clean, as clean as I have ever been
Saw an old man sitting alone
Lunch on a holiday
Wondered who he used to see with him
And it sparked in side of me
The future that I used to see
The way I feel today
The visions that I used to paint
And the canvases in my basement sitting blank
Why cant I accept whats offered to me?
Why can’t I accept what’s offered to me?
And still, I’m sweating through my sheets, too many nights on end
Talks and dreams of how I thought Id be a better man
When I compare the past to my present tense
Im as clean, as clean as I have ever been
