The Ink

How do you live when your life's been changed? Do you go back to the way it was? Short lived choices are made at the time of the buzz I'm recognizing faults and I try to fix them But others tend to fix them back I'm trying to fit it in, it's the space that I lack I live with a smile but this choice is a bummer Haven't felt the same since that half of the summer I'm chasing that life not looking for glory Stories from the past help write my story A gift from another, a means to be free I still can't decide what I want to be I live for those words, a guide for the ages Read between the lines, the ink on the pages The ink This pen of mine The marks it makes they mark my heart I've only come to find it now it's been there from the start I'm pouring my heart and soul into lyrics Hoping somebody will understand I'm searching for solace with the chords in my head I live with a smile but this choice is a bummer Haven't felt the same since that half of the summer I'm chasing that life not looking for glory Stories from the past help write my story A gift from another, a means to be free I still can't decide what I want to be I live for those words, a guide for the ages Read between the lines, the ink on the pages The ink Trying to meld two lives together Why do I have to pick just one There has to be another option I might just run This pen it marks my heart (This pen it marks my heart) This pen it marks my heart (This pen it marks my heart) This pen it marks my heart (This pen it marks my heart) This pen it marks my heart