Internal Crash

Internal crash took up seconds and stole his years, which are hard to earn back
 You keep bringing him flowers while he sleeps the whole day through
 Finally you found a way to see improvements that aren't really there
 You lift an arm; you lift a leg
 And they don't move, but he's still here
 And everyday, he tries, and he'll adjust fine
 As long as you let him through, he'll do a lot more than you
 It's hard to keep driving back with no progress that you can see
 Yes there are little moments
 Mainly it's bland cubed carrots
 Strapped in a chair on wheels, the view outide just makes him sigh
 "I already fought a war
 I didn't think I'd be fighting more
 But here i am back again, something more to defend."