this song is about someone else -- [Original Song: Demo]

I will wait
With the daisies and daffodils
Staring me down with their
Yellow eyes

I will wait
Til the morning comes
Til the morning ends
And a new day dies
As the sun goes down in your hazel eyes
Raise em high, drink em dry

Brittle bones
Strangers in the soil
Afraid to lose what was never owned
Relish quiet in their spoils

Oh I’m not on enough medication
To accurately describe me
So I’ll raise a glass and I’ll drink
And I’ll sing of another person’s story

I will wait
With the moon shining down on me
Silver white rays
Strive to blind the night

I will wait
Till the evening comes
Till the evening ends
And brings mornings light
Write another, sing another I might
Raise em high, drink em dry

Brittle bones
Strangers in the soil
Never find what you never show
Break your back on empty toils

Oh I’m not on enough medication
To accurately describe me
So I’ll raise a glass and I’ll drink
And I’ll sing of another person’s story
Of another failure, ‘nother hero,
‘Nother person’s story

I don’t know
What it is you
Want me to say
Are you too caught up in
Your own delegation
To listen to me anyway

I am here between the lines
I am here in every rhyme
I am here when the notes
All stop and I will breathe for a second
Just a second, I breathe and I

Still don’t know
But I sing even so
In hopes that someone
Just one single person
Has taken a second to
Stop and to listen
To see me,
really see me here

Brittle bones
Strangers in the soil
Never find what you never show
Break your back on empty toils

Oh I’m not on enough medication
To accurately describe me
So I’ll raise a glass and I’ll drink
And I’ll sing of another person’s story
Of another failure, ‘nother hero,
‘Nother person’s story