displaced.
everything's bubbling inside of me, as if i'll spillover from too much heat.
i used to have direction, and now i haven't pulled myself off to stop and think.
it's all just go go GO.
and i keep waiting for that spark where i will turn the car back around
and take the exit to the place i know.
those places are gone now.
i don't remember when the last time my skin was so prickly.
when i wanted the walls to close in and block out the light with my fingers.
all around my head are echoes.
one day i might just-
cellardoor
-.
i'm happy, i've found what i've always wanted.
but why does the world make it so difficult to just love.
i just want to love.
and there's this hole growing bigger inside of me.
one day i might just-
fall in.
the unbearable displacements,
when i know that my place is with God.
i used to have direction, and now i haven't pulled myself off to stop and think.
it's all just go go GO.
and i keep waiting for that spark where i will turn the car back around
and take the exit to the place i know.
those places are gone now.
i don't remember when the last time my skin was so prickly.
when i wanted the walls to close in and block out the light with my fingers.
all around my head are echoes.
one day i might just-
cellardoor
-.
i'm happy, i've found what i've always wanted.
but why does the world make it so difficult to just love.
i just want to love.
and there's this hole growing bigger inside of me.
one day i might just-
fall in.
the unbearable displacements,
when i know that my place is with God.