I'm asking with a please
I would just like to breath for one minute
Can I pass beneath a bridge so I can get relief from this rain
This relentless whipping is ripping and tipping me over
Fighting back is writing more attacks on the over worked muscle that is my heart
Life feels like art rooms of pictures that I can never finish
Cause someone keeps coming in and spilling black all over the surface
Having to start again, pull, drag myself up, is me breathing in exhaust of a car that's been run too hard
Who's holding mufflers to our mouths
There seems to be no time for rebuilding in my mind
I can't seem to find the rhythm of the waves with my hand
Before it's arm stretches and floods this castle door
Again and again and again and again and again and again and again
When will this healing begin
When will they finally let me heal, feel, steal back my joy
If it's up to them then there'll be no healing only
Stealing of smiles my smiles from the backyard of my face
Can we cease destruction so we can begin construction on the parts that have fallen off
Can we sew back pieces using thread from our old leashes instead pulling it from our neighbors heads
There seems to be no time for rebuilding in my mind
I can't seem to find the rhythm of the waves with my hand
Before it's arm stretches and floods this castle door
Again and again and again and again and again and again and again
When will this healing begin
When will it begin
When will it begin
Refining is defining it's a beautiful aligning so we can hang perfectly straight along the wall
Oh even though pictures sometimes fall
It's the frame that takes the pain but on the inside the Painter's name stays the same
So our worth remains ya, we remain worth healing
There seems to be no time, no I would never press rewind on the things that make me cry
But I will remind these are not the things that define
It's how I rise after realizing I was blind
I will not listen to those things that lie
We will heal