The world was brand new then
I walked it thinking it might be
The last time I’d ever walk again.
Here I am once more
Same ideas, different setting
Same soul, different body
Seeing if I could change
Escape the same old fate
But I’ve been here quite awhile
Meeting ones I used to know
For the first time
Feeling like we’ve met before
Meeting ones who walk
Like how I used to
When everything was new
Naive as the first spring flower
Plucked for being the only beautiful thing
After a dark, cold winter

I am tired now
Tired of seeing the same thing
Happen over and over again
The world never changes
Never gets better
Never learns from past mistakes
And I just keep on dying
And waking up in a similar life
As if my existence is merely a dream,
The reoccurring kind.
I know theres something else out there
But He’ll never let me reach it
I'll just keep on failing
Keeping everything the same
Unless in order to move on
I have to be the change