Refill In The Tide

Burnin' on fumes full on long sand, saying I'm good, but my shirt's still wet Phone on fire with the text and calls, boss want more family on these walls Play strong, fram, play cool, big bro, carry everybody when the storm's all blow Smiling the day, crack quiet at night, scroll through pain in the blue screen light Then one day, felt my hands straight shake, heart race fair like a car with no break Looked at the mirror, didn't know that face, eyes all dull in the bright white place So I grab my keys, left the noise on red Let the freeway, I'm knocked off from my head Chase that line where the blue meets brown Where the noise come down and the girl fall down Every step on that sand took way off me Every breath in that soft felt like therapy Let the waves wash over Simple way from this old spot I've been pouring all day till my cup run dry Now the ocean fill it up under sunset sky Like the wind blows in these heavy thoughts Let the tide take pieces of what I fart When the world drain me on the city side I get a refill in the tide Shoes all feeding that cold red phone First time in months I fell close to home Guitar reminds with the breeze on mute Played three chords for my roots, they root Kicks flashed out, aunties talk stories Sun drip gold like the hills in glory Nobody asks what you bring to the table Just come sit down if you feel unstable Phone on silent in the truck, no pain just goes in the Every said on the day I've seen all the guilt for saying no, not today Nothing like ice and saltwater spray Sometimes love for yourself is the bravest job Walking down the path to the healing show We cannot keep pouring from an empty glass Gotta sit right here, let the man just pass I've been pouring all day till my cup run dry Now the ocean fill it up under sunset sky Let the wind blow holes in these heavy thoughts Let the tide take pieces of what I fought When the world drain me on the city side You do not have to earn this rest You do not have to break down to deserve a break Sometimes the kindest thing you can do is step away And let the island hold you for a while Let the sample wait for this old spine I've been pouring all day till my cup run dry Now the ocean fill it up under sunset sky Let the wind blow strength in my empty chest Let the tide right through deserve some rest When the world drain me on the city side I get a refill in the tide Next time your cup feel empty Do not just pour harder Profit