Sometimes I wanted to start all over again,
Sometimes I wanted to create everything from scratch,
But sometimes I fear beginning, start, and possible endings.
I’m using music just to pump up my mornings,
I’m using it just to wake up my morning blues,
I’m using words just to keep my thoughts open.
I still manage to read and am still aware of my silent state,
I still manage to find home still know where I came from,
Take me to the life where I feel most alive.