Static - Aviators

Just another day gathering my thoughts

Determining what’s crazy and what’s not

It’s all the same to me

Where is the variety

Inactive like candle without a flame

I’m colorblind, with only me to blame

It’s time to change my mind again

It’s time to watch the sameness end

I’m feeling like a broken record here

Playing the chorus over until I disappear

I’ve grown so tired of stray thoughts that leave me blind

Oh, the static in, the static in my mind

It’s just a conversation with myself

This time I’ll put the memoirs on the shelf

I’m building better worlds, I’ll make a difference this time

Clear the static in, the static in my mind

It’s just another way to find out who I am

Pushing on when no one says I can

What do they know anyway

I’ve made it where I am today

The sameness never hurts, I’m just little bored

I’ve been connected but it’s time to cut the cord

I’m feeling so alive again

I’m feeling like I know I can

So what’s next

Let’s check

Out of this place

I’ve erased

From a ghost haunting

Empty space

Not alone

No one’s home

In this vacant shell

Feeling new

Fresh, renewed

Let’s raise a little hell

Here dawns a new day

Where I can live a better way

Without all the static

Without all the pain

Without all the crossed wires

Here in my brain