Ian Grey - Discarded Things

There's so many days that I
Feel that familiar
Ache in my soul
Thrown away so carelessly
A forgotten memory
Guess I didn't suit how you roll
How could I ever be whole

You took from me
My fantasy
Of, our family
Abandoned me alone with my name

Oh no

Finding my heart
In the darkness
Alone
Before I could fly

In searching for you
Oh, I found the truth
In the life painted with lies
Oh, life is a tapestry
Beautifully woven from discarded things
Like me

Wonder what was wrong with me
Where was I missing
What I did wrong?
Till the day she spoke to me
Sweet was her melody
Gave me the words to my soul
Turns out, she was there all along

She saw in me
A potpourri
Of my hopes and dreams
And gave in me a chance to be free

Ohh ohhh ohh

Finding my heart
In the darkness
Alone
Before I could fly
In searching for you
Oh I found the truth
In the life painted with lies
Oh, life is a tapestry
Beautifully woven from discarded things
Like me

I'll find release, started off from my knees and forgotten
But the gift in returning
The fire never burned
But I learn
I learn to be heard

Oh no

Finding my heart
In the darkness
Alone
Before I could fly

In searching for you
Oh I found the truth
In the life painted with lies
Oh life is a tapestry
Beautifully woven from discarded things
Like me