Restriction II

Early wake
There’s a rush on your face again
Running backwards down your spine
You withhold the day
Until it burns you from inside
You cut it right
But how would you care?
And all of these matters that
Keep you from being your true selves
They’re tieing your wings
And they’re blinding your words
So you’re useless
Get off, get off
(Your wreck of thought)
And run along
(With your bare feet)
A change of heart
(And you could delve right in)
Embrace, then toss
Your restrictions
In the dark of day
As you could close in from the sides
For anything you’d wanna try
With every page
You’re reading up on what you let slide
You’re out of style
But why should you care?
And all of these matters
You’d think they were forming
Your true selves
They clutter your strings
And they dazzle your head,
And you’re useless
Get off, get off
(Your wreck of thought)
And run along
(With your bare feet)
A change of heart
(And you could delve right in)
Get off, get off
(Your wreck of thought)
And run along
(With your bare feet)
A change of heart
(And you could delve right in)
Embrace, then toss
Your restrictions