Back to Me

I hold on so dearly
To the things that arn't clearly
Written in phrases
For these arn't just phases

I dip my toe in the stream
Jump into another dream
Splash like forboding rain
Feeding my brain

Produce selfless lyrics and songs
Feels so right, that's been deemed wrong
I shed a skin and put on a hat
Walk out the door and stroll right back

Through the doors of healing
God built the ceiling
And it's my part
To sing with my heart

But if they take bits
Pieces to rid
Of my love for my trade
I'll feel more than betrayed

Bring back the sun, the moon, and the stars
Bring back my lover and my wooden guitar
So I may play again for the world to hear
Let's try this again, and this time don't sneer

Bring back my life, bring back my story
Give back my future, in all of it's glory
But most importantly
Bring back me