Figure This Out

Been asleep for years on end Spent too much time trying to wake the dead Caged birds sing for freedom forlorn This house is unkempt, and weeds come up from the floorboards It's true, the people that I love are the ones I've put through hell Pages torn, body bruising Will I ever burn bright without diffusing I still hear that lovely sound Comes straight through my pores and reverberates me inside out Trading blows with myself A stubborn reminder I can't be somebody else If you don't say it out loud it's not true The thought just dangles in your head like a rope lowered to save you When you tug it comes crashing down Now I'm left here all alone to figure this out Now I'm waking up and I'm cold Have we got to the part where you pick up the phone I say I'm sorry I've been so detached I'm a stranger in this vessel, can't find my way back