Clean Slate (The Never Ending Wait...)

It's been a while,
It's been too long...
It's been quite I while since I sang my song...
I've been hiding in the present,
Of a mundane daily life...
Living each day as it were the first,
The first day of a new awakened soul

The freshness of the newness is slowly wearing thin
Eventually I'll find my road,
And laugh at the track I've been...
Methodically the music replays the same tunes in my head...
The new road leads to new paths, I'll find better prose instead

It's been too long and I can feel the rust of extensively sitting still
There's a frustration in the waiting of the melding of the whole
Each day I wake up thinking maybe waiting ain't for me...
But each night when I touch down to sleep, my courage I cannot see

I need a new song, a new job, a new dream, a new car, a new girl, a new team, some new shoes, a new team...

A clean slate is all I need to escape the never ending wait...
...that is my life, that is my job, that are my dreams, have been my girls...

For all I'll say... and for all the smiles I pretend...
For all the jokes I tell... and for all the wishes I extend...

When it matters most, all I'll ever need...

A clean slate...
...is all I'll ever need...
...to escape the never ending wait...