Lyons Mill Letra

Give me something real. I just want to feel something else besides this misdirection. I can't ask for more but I'm searching still. Something inside me refuses to be killed. Let's not drive this time. I've got to make this mine. I have to make this count, I only get this once. And I know I can't waste it waiting for someone else to pick up the slack: to pick up my pieces and put them all back. Every moment passing by I know is rightfully mine. Let's not drive this time.