The Familiar

Starved for the light
Sleepless dream of mine

Conjure me
Cast a circle
Rouse my soul
Say my name

I don’t want this grace if the meaning is empty
I only want to sing if it wakes your mind
I don’t want to hurt if the pain yields no progress
I only want to grow if it means I’ll be whole

But if I’m just as lost, strike my name from the books
Burn the sage. Tear out the page
Let history remind us of everything that I’ve done
With this devil on my back
Erase the blame forget the shame
It keeps me intact

Conjure me
Cast a circle
Rouse my soul
Say my name

I could die with my fears exposed
Or I could change the way I think, the way that I perceive
Be honest with my honesty
Learn a lesson through a different system
Reincarnate. Post-optimistic

I sold my soul for a sense of self control
Heaven and hell, both what we make of them
(If I have a heart then take it)
If it’s God sent then take it, or be taken aback

But if I’m just as lost, strike my name from the books
Burn the sage. Tear out the page
Let history remind us of everything that I’ve done
With this devil on my back
Erase the blame forget the shame
I’m closer now than I have ever been