Save Yourself

Written by: Clay Young jr.

Save Yourself



Am I coming to my senses
From feelings far away
To a true home so new
Where influences dispenses
A new morning view
Even if the sun is overcast today
The shadows show the way
That I don’t want to go


The low, or high road
Peak, or valley, where I tread
The spotlight shows my scars as conviction
But my darkest hours never glowed
Until long after the affliction
Far from the foothills where I bled
Hoping that the stains are read
And the shell be shed for someone else