The Tomb

Verse

The attics full of memories

Of dust and spider webs.

Old photos of dead relatives.

Kids toys a toddler’s bed.

Pre chorus

Abandoned in the clutter

Lie my broken dreams.

Forgotten in the ruins

Of what used to be.

Chorus

I’m searching for my passion.

Hope I find it soon.

I know it’s in here somewhere.

Somewhere in this tomb.

Verse

A graveyard of disappointments

False hopes and shattered dreams.

Old records and a phonograph.

Bones of a younger me.

Pre chorus

Abandoned in the clutter

Lie my broken dreams.

Forgotten in the ruins

Of what used to be.

Chorus

I’m searching for my passion.

Hope I find it soon.

I know it’s in here somewhere.

Somewhere in this tomb.

Bridge

My eyes stop on an album.

I pull it from its sleeve.

I know the needle’s broken

So I just make believe.

Verse

The attics full of memories.

Of youth and better times.

Old guitars a Gilmore amp

Dreams I once called mine.

Pre chorus

Abandoned in the clutter

Lie my broken dreams.

Forgotten in the ruins

Of what used to be.

Chorus

I’m searching for my passion.

Hope I find it soon.

I know it’s in here somewhere.

Somewhere in this tomb.