Don't know what to do with myself
Feel like the walls are closing in
It's coming on, I can't escape it
It's all gonna happen again;
The music starts to play the
Profounder bass-note of life,
I’m feeling kinda restless
Gotta find will to survive.
Hours slowly pass in seconds
Mountains are made low,
Lurking in social shallows
Streams a dangerous undertow,
Can’t make sense of anything
In the circular insanity,
I’m feeling kinda restless
Wearied by inanity.
Chains and fetters lay loose
Scattered casually at my feet,
Why I linger in bondage
Is a fathomless mystery;
Into my cheerless cell
Light drips through a breach,
I'm feeling kinda restless
Like redemption's out of reach.
Standing against the awful Power
In the unillumined cathedral,
Chasing mind dwelling tyrants
A personal storming of Bastille,
Hoping for a successful coup
Deliverance from this foe,
I'm feeling kinda restless
Be still my troubled soul.
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