From the recording It All Comes Down


Of your hand
I've become
Less than I had planned
Hungry for
Something more
To feel whole again

Why can't this be simple?
Why's it always been this way?
Wading through the trivial
Just to stay in the same place
Slowly being crippled
Just to keep up with the pace
I give up a little
Give a little more each day

I need something
To numb me through
Each day's tedium
Want to find
Peace of mind
In this cold seclusion

Why can't this be
Something to reflect on?
Crushed underneath
These unanswered questions