Lyrics
I want to write myself
I desire to express my true self
On the walls of your heart
Inscribe my essence on the emotional walls of your heart
Because the knot that holds us
The emotional bond that unites us is paradoxically causing our separation
Altogether throws us all apart
Our connection, when considered as a whole, is driving us apart
I'm gonna stop myself
I will restrain myself from speaking the truth
Before I say something true
Prevent myself from expressing genuine feelings
Because the answers
Because the truths that naturally emerge from me are unrelated to you
That roll from my tongue
Authentic responses that spontaneously come from my tongue
Are nothing to do with you
Hold no relevance to you
And I hold a piece up to the light
Examining a piece of myself in the light
Hold a piece up to my eye
Contemplating a part of me through my eyes
Found a missing piece from my set
Discovering a missing element from my identity
Found a person I'd not met
Encountering a person I had not previously known
Hold a piece up to the light
Examining a piece of myself in the light
Hold a piece up to my eye
Contemplating a part of me through my eyes
Found a missing piece from my set
Discovering a missing element from my identity
Found a person I'd not met
Encountering a person I had not previously known
Sometimes is a lonely place
Sometimes, the journey of self-discovery is a solitary experience
So tow me over to the light,
Tow me towards the light, where clarity resides
The sound, the sound it is in sight
The sound, a revelation, is now in sight
Found my heart was contained within a cell
Realizing my heart is confined within a metaphorical cell
Found my heart in this tuck-a-way-me world
Discovering my heart in a secluded and concealed world
I hold a piece up to the light
Examining a piece of myself in the light
Hold a piece up to my eye
Contemplating a part of me through my eyes
Found a missing piece from my set
Discovering a missing element from my identity
Found a person I'd not met
Encountering a person I had not previously known
Sometimes is a lonely place
Sometimes, the journey of self-discovery is a solitary experience
Sometimes I held the missing piece
Reflecting on the instances where I held the missing piece
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