Nagging Inside

Maybe there will be a message of clarity

From the end of this old ratty old string that is

Tied to the can glued close to my ears

I'm listening, I'm listening

And maybe if I use this old silver spoon

Dig a hole deep enough way past the moon

Through this old box of sand, lead me to understand

I'm digging, I'm digging

And theres no place I know

That feels like home

Nothing lingers, nothing sticks

But the nagging inside keeps me needing to fix it

Wonder if I run around like a crazy man

Someone will come forward and I will go tag them

And all the rules will make pure sense to me again

I'm running

I'm running

And theres no place I know

That feels like home

Nothing lingers, nothing sticks

But the nagging inside keeps me needing to fix it

So I'll sit here safe in the best spot I know

And whoever finds me won't be here for show

Someone who I can trust, no longer will be lost

I’m hiding, I’m hiding

And theres no place I know

That feels like home

Nothing lingers, nothing sticks

But the nagging inside keeps me needing to fix

And theres no place I know

That feels like home

Nothing lingers, nothing sticks

But the nagging inside keeps me needing to fix it