Like a splinter in the elbow
Like a clamp on the knee
Like a fleck in the eye
making reason hard to see
It’s a memory of a struggle
It’s a dark hidden part
I was young the first time
that it made its way to my heart

So, I’m going back in time
to the moment that it hit me
I’m going back in time
to turn on a light 
I’m going back in time
to the misery I’m holding 
I’m going back in time
to bring myself home

They say time is a river,
and it carries along
all the shit that you thought
by now…would be long gone
And, oh, it’s a burden 
And, oh, it’s a crime
to be cursed by the past
and the tragedies in your mind

I’m going back in time
to the story I believe in
I’m going back in time 
to write it again
I’m going back in time 
to the tears that haven’t left me
I’m going back in time 
to turn on a light…

Feeling this small isn’t what you are
What feels so real is a paper wall
They lost their eyes, so they covered up yours
It’s all just blindness tryin’a find the door…

I’m going back in time

I’m going back in time, yeah
I wish you all the best 
I hope you’re coming with me 
There’s nothing much left for me to say
There’s nothing much left to say 
Can you feel the night longing to give way?
Can you feel the night longing to give way?
Give way
Give way…

Feeling this small isn’t what you are
What feels so real is a paper wall
They lost their eyes, so they covered up yours
Feeling this small isn’t what you are
What feels so real is a paper wall
They lost their eyes, so they covered up yours…

Back In Time (rough draft)

Pain is the offering.
Love is the fountain.
ॐ

The Heat of The Sun's Anvil