Spring from Spring by Blind Lion

I want to be new.
I’m done feeling used.

I’m caved in.
I wasted all my breath trying to be somebody,
I am not somebody.

I’m a drop of rain in the ocean,
a grain of sand on the beach.
Search all across those salty shores,
you’d never find me.
All my hero’s live like masochists,
suffering to create.
I want to be like them,
so I tell myself I’m better off this way.

I want to be new.
I’m done feeling used.

But I’m caved in,
I caved in.

I’m gone.
You’d think that I’d have learned not to just shoot from the hip.
But why should I give a shit?
No, that’s the same damn song
That’s trapped me here for some years now,
Can’t get it out of my head how

I’m a drop of rain in the ocean,
a grain of sand on the beach.
Search all across those salty shores,
you’d never find me.
I refuse to be defined by a disease.
I’m more than that, I can’t let it be my identity.

I want to be new.
I’m done feeling used.
And now that spring is here,
I’ll shed no tears for what I lost this winter.
Flowers bloom, I’m changing too.
I can go on without you.

I will go on without you.

I’m not crazy, just been down lately
Never used to be so god damn lazy
but one day you’ll see, that boy is not me.
One day, you’ll see.
That boy is not me.

Will May bring me flowers, maybe.
Will May bring me flowers, we’ll see.

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