Spiders

I'm a damn bloody fool, and I cannot wake on up

So just wake up, you bloody tool, it's time to shake this up

I'm punching through these walls, but my fists don't even move

Sometimes we hold too tight to the things we don't want to lose

The rains are coming down, and these skies are just growing darker

Some days we've got to sing our song, even if that makes us a martyr

I think I might have slipped into a dream, in a different universe

Before we find our path to forever, we've got to tend to our heart first

The spiders run free, where the sky makes no chase