Rally

Mental now 'cause the shadows showed me how they only move when the sun is out
 Where's the fault when the sugar and the salt look the same before their in your mouth
 But I get the feeling I would lay it to rest if I just needed to put it to bed
 In fear and faith, the former puts me in debt but I'm climbing out on the latter half
 Something keeps me sleeping in
 Wrestled to the ground again
 Angry at the stubborn leaves
 It may be time to shake the trees
 ("Maybe fear is a color we wear not part of" - I know!)
 Hollowed out 'cause sometimes I like the sound of my bones when they're all alone
 Who'd have thought longevity becomes a taunt when you're getting everything you want
 Is it just me or do you fear the breeze for its unpredictability?
 Is it really true that the dirt on your shoes won't move anywhere without you?
 When the smallest seed eventually sees the sycamore's view
 Don't be the one who's quick to pick to the fruit but never water the root
 Something keeps me sleeping in
 Wrestled to the ground again
 Angry at the stubborn trees
 It may be time to shake the trees
 I hear it now: there's a mercy in the sound
 I think that peace of mind is the bait
 When you're trying to catch a break
 You can't procrastinate and bear the weight
 Of all the parts of you that you'd change if you were brave
 If you'd just be brave!