Bland

I’m tired of this fever

I’ll never understand

The feelings are ritual

It’s the keeper of the bland

Lets evolve

Lets unfold

Take apart

This rigid mould

I don’t think I can go back

I don’t think I can go back

It’s the smells from the damp room

The touch of cold walls

I cast for a feeling

In the morning for the day

Trembling in the fields

It revealed a shiny shield

But it has rust, it is just

Under the cusp of my own trust

Lets evolve

Lets unfold

Take apart

The rigid mould

I don’t think I can go back

I don’t think I can go back

But there is more to explore

Move along the slippery floor

There is a cure to be sure

No one’s pure, we are more, so much more

Lets evolve

lets unfold

take apart

this rigid mould

I don’t think I can go back

I don’t think I can go back

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