Awake

[Instro; Spoken-Word]
You search far and wide
Looking for things meant to be left behind
Reliving moments that continue to die, and I-
I worry for the day you'll finally cry
You long for clarity
Silently wishing the noise finds melody
No care to move carefully but what you don't realise is that for this fall, there really is no remedy
You take criticism from people who've always given you bad advice
You're trapped by your own system of indecision because your own words never seem to suffice
But when will you learn?
That to confеss is better than to relivе
And that what you say God will certainly forgive