The sun in the sky
isn't bright enough for me to tell you why
I lied and wasted time
Filling potholes on the surface of my mind
My mind
The clouds in the air
They aren't far enough for me to give a care
And slow down
See the birds fly up above me, hear the sound
of the ancient church bells ringin' in my mind
I feel the broken glass abundant and it starts to get redundant
When I pick it up again
The cuts and bruises that it leaves will bring me down upon my knees
If I try to make it mine
If I try to heal my mind
The grass on the ground
isn't dead enough for you to hear the sound
of my feet
And the footprints that they leave within the journeys that I've been on
And the ones that I'll complete in my mind
I feel the broken glass abundant and it starts to get redundant when I pick it up again
The cuts and bruises that it leaves will bring me down upon my knees
If I try to make it mine, if I try to heal my mind
Lord, I'm trying to heal my mind
My mind
My mind
Oh my mind
Trying to heal my mind
Hmm
Oh my mind
Trying to heal my mind
Oh my mind
Oh, I'm trying to heal my mind
