I can’t take any more pain
I can’t handle any more strain
think I’ll catch me the next train
got five dollars to my name
nothing’s changing, everything’s the same
time to end this dead old day and bring a new one around
don’t get scared, god, don’t let me run for cover
something real good is gonna happen today
right in front of my crying face
I just hope I have the grace
to free my heart and mind,
leave old success behind.
I fall awake and I make my bed
yesterday playing in my head
makes me feel just like I’m dead
standing on the ground where the old ones bled
each morning I choose the road I tread
never been good at being led,
I keep building on the sand
what mansion will I have?
I keep building on the sand
to free my heart and mind and leave old ghosts behind More from Brianna Lea Pruett