Oblivion

(album: Conscious Conversations - 2020)

Oh I'm famished from the feeling
Oh I'm damaged from healing
And my demons try to get inside of me
Basking in lonely
Estimate when it would be

What I would do to find me the truth
Cause I need it
Oblivion

Will I ever make it over
Will I see the sun in orbit
Will the sky give direction
Will it gimme meditation
Possibly a trap I'll take it
Whether or not it's tainted
Or if it calls for celebration
I'm just really sick a waiting
I'm sick of waiting

What I would do to find me the truth
Cause I need it
Oblivion

Fade
Familiar grain
Tends to change the way my
My brain
Seeing in gray
Lost memory
Give me a break

Right hand became my left hand
Left hand in a head stand
Big toe on a tight stance
Head tilt to the side and
Back in, in a regrade
Now you know you need a re-name
Red is to blue and my name
Ties me down to a restrain
Freedom ring, freedom ring, freedom ring
Which will I come out fresh and clean
Is it me, who am in this?
Lost in the woods
I'm peeling

I'm peeling
What I would do
To find the truth
Find the truth
To find me the truth