Restless Days Are Here Again has gone through a few iterations since it was written in 2020.
This latest version was put under the lens of that seasonal project I’m still working on. It would go in winter and has a folksy country sound to it in my mind. I’d also call this teen angst Marc having just gone blind… on steroids. What’s the fun in writing if you can’t embellish a little after all, right?
Anyway, just thought I’d share since it’s been silent here and I like it… the lyrics, I mean. 😉
I was pulled out of the wreckage
Several years before my prime
when they said that I could chase it
In a race still undefined
It all slipped between my fingers
But I’ve lived to tell the tale
Of this life I’ve pieced together
From the mission that I failed
Restless days are here again
Restless days are here again
Now I sleep when I can get it
Since my heart beats like a drum
Though I struggle with the silence
From the words that never come
So convinced that I’m no different
Than a gambler lost in debt
It’s a thought that keeps me frozen
But I know there’s nothing left
Restless days are here again
Restless days are here again
My growth is rooted in the past
When every line was read, before my part was cast
It didn’t lasts, this couldn’t lasts…
I can’t sleep ‘cause I’ll regret it
As this storm looms overhead
We keep praying for salvation
In a life we’ve barely led
I’ve been searching for some mercy
But it’s howling in the windÂ
What’s the sense in trying to find it?
When I can’t see anything
Restless days are here again
Restless days are here again
Restless days are here again
Restless days are here again