Closer To The Sun

Give me unfamiliar, something to consider
I’m sick and tired of the same dull figure in a broken mirror
Old habits start to taste so bitter
You couldn’t stand to see me change

Pull me out, cut me down
I’m outgrown and undone
Never let me doubt where my roots lay down
Blooming closer to the sun

Still defiant and narrow-minded
Feet still planted in their place
A crystal ball let me see
The path I’d likely lead
With shattered glass in my feet
I walked my own, just me

Pull me out, cut me down
I’m outgrown and undone
Never let me doubt where my roots lay down
Blooming closer to the sun