Untidaled

[Verse 1: Mike Hranica] Back for the fourth time around and still meaning every word Never more honest, always too tired Drowning in the pages I’ve planned: Provoke, destroy. Provoke, destroy I could be the lost cause, for I am dead poetry In this reflection, we are perfect disorder [Chorus: Mike Hranica] Bring back balance, bring restoration I saw the waves again, I felt the impact I saw the waves again, I watched the current sway us Bring back balance, bring restoration [Breakdown: Mike Hranica] Lost in the clouds and my heart is sleeping Within the tide, although my eyes are dying [Verse 3: Mike Hranica] Back for the fourth time around and still meaning every word, every word Never more blatant, always too thoughtful If I could change things, I’d change myself [Bridge: Jeremy DePoyster & Mike Hranica] Time to be joyful in no consistency Faith can be our only regularity Time to be joyful in no monotony There are no final goodbyes, this is our certainty [Chorus: Mike Hranica] Bring back balance, bring restoration I saw the waves again, I felt the impact I saw the waves again, I watched the current sway us Bring back balance, bring restoration [Bridge: Mike Hranica] And just like that my life ceased to be [Outro: Mike Hranica] If I could change things, I’d change myself: Sunk to the bottom of a deaf, lifeless world