Brand New

Salt on my skin, washed away in the low tide Letting it go, found a little peace inside Letting it go, watch it flow inside Golden rays hit the ceiling Shadows stretching across the hall No more weight on my shoulders Not even checking my phone at all Empty glass by the window Staring out where the seagulls fly Taking my time tonight Counting every plane in the sky Chasing lines in the wood grain Feeling the rush of the rain Got nothing to prove, got nothing to lose Salt on my skin, washed away in the low tide Letting it go, found a little peace inside Letting it go, watch it flow inside Cold breeze in the curtains Shoes are scattered on the porch Fading light in the distance Turning down the mental torch Loose threads on the collar Fraying out like a tired dream Drifting on a stream Silencing the loud machine Tracing lines in the wood grain Feeling the rush of the rain Got nothing to prove, got nothing to lose Salt on my skin, washed away in the low tide Letting it go, found a little peace inside Letting it go, watch it flow inside Maybe it's the view Maybe it's just the timing Everything feels brand new