A Touch Of Paint

Just a touch of paint will wash the rust away
Or at least hide it for a while `til my trust is saved
From the everyday things that try to crush my faith
Must I say... I`m tired of the dust that cakes
Buildin` layer over layer, makes the new seem old
Wearin` thin on the tires, but I choose these roads
Loose leafs hold the voice that makes the rooster crow
I usually don`t but feel like I should choose each goal
With a clear mind, undrugged and untoxicated
I`m a doctor`s patient abusin` all my doctor`s patience
I thought the waitin` would ruin, rot and drop my placement
Takin` me back to sqaure one, connect the dots, and faces
Become names that in time become another memory
Throwin` shots at happiness like, I love the misery
Symphony`s upon medleys of melodies meddling
On the brink of broken hearted, I sing when I`m close to heavenly
Settling near the front gate, it`s easy to choose hope
So when my happiness starts to peel all I need is a new coat