A writer that doesn’ t write,
A fighter that doesn’t want to fight.
A painter that cannot paint.
A pilgrim searching for a saint.
Seems like I still feel
Like a disconnected turning wheel.
Give me friction and give me faith
And I will find my place within the gear.
A guardian that falls asleep,
A farmer that doesn’t want to reap,
An actor that will not play,
A speaker that doesn’t know what to say.