never been the kind that could look at the sunshine and could
Say to myself,
these are the good times and I'm fine, I will
I'd rather be a craftsman
building an endless maze
Get lost in my own creation and
have to backtrack the days
Construct walls out of lies,
create the footing that hate buys
Watch this deceitful soil roll
through the weeds of my demise
My thought process resembles
an algebraic equation
The slower I stroll towards resolution,
the more obvious the solution
When I fall flat on my face once again,
will you lift me up, will you lend a hand?
Can you whisper the words that
I need to hear?
Would you tell me that you un
derstand?
I remember the times
I walked away,
What I should have done was run.
All the teaching tools wasted on me,
The work that I have undone.
All the hollow apologies,
All the smiles of courtesy.
All the empty words,
The facts I slur in my book of agility.
They all got me nowhere,
extremely fast
And I've sur passed the volume
of ugliness that will outlast
Even though I know this
behavior should not occur again
I need to know when I look up
I see the reaching hand
When I fall flat on my face once again
Will you lift me up?
Will you lend a hand?
Can you whisper the words
that I need to hear?
Will you tell me that you understand?
When I fall flat on my
face once again
Will you lift me up?
Will you lend a hand?
Can you whisper the words that
I need to hear?
Will you tell me that
you understand?
I
just want you to pick me up and I just need you to pick me up an d
Just one last time
All I need is, all I need is
When I fall flat on my face once again
Will you lift me up?
Will you lend a hand?
Can you whisper the word
s that I need to hear?
Will you tell me that you un derstand?
When I fall flat on my
face once again
Will you lift me up?
Will you lend a hand?
Can you whisper the words that
I need to hear?
Will you tell me that you un
derstand?
you