vice grip

Thinking about the future

Is like staring out at sea

Don’t know what’s ahead

Or what’s hidden underneath

Ripples in the water 

Friction still flowing

Could be anything 

No, it’s not really that deep

Thinking about tomorrow

Is like seeing in the dark

Shadows dance in circles

Around my childhood park

The faintest sense of knowing 

What I cannot see 

But I think I made a shape out

No, it’s just too fuzzy 

What will I be?

What will I be?

And I want to know what I’ll never know

And I want to go where I can never go

The present has its vice grip on me

Past and future uncertainty 

I want to know what I’ll never know

I want to go where I can never go

What will I be?

What will I be?

Thinking about the past 

Is like digging deep a hole

Stirring all the dirt up

Uncovering the bones 

What lies beneath the surface

What I hid away 

Never thought it’d see the light of day

No, never thought it’d end up this way

Thinking about yesterday

Is like remembering 

A dream that you forgot 

Upon waking 

So close yet so far away

Feelings that will linger 

No, it’s all so vague 

What does it mean?

What does it mean?

And I want to know what I’ll never know

And I want to go where I can never go

The present has its vice grip on me

Past and future uncertainty 

I want to know what I’ll never know

I want to go where I can never go

What does it mean?

What does it mean?

If only I could focus on today 

Would all my worries melt away?

Burning down the candlewax 

Until there’s nothing more 

Staring at the same four walls

Behind my closed door

No, I swear I’ve done this before 

What’s happening now?

What’s happening now?

And I want to know what I’ll never know

And I want to go where I can never go

The present has its vice grip on me

Past and future uncertainty 

I want to know what I’ll never know

I want to go where I can never go

What’s happening now?

What’s happening now?

The present has its vice grip on me