Dim

It's not about writing lyrics, it's about the nitty gritty
Peel away the debris from inside; the ooze, the filth, the grime, the glum
Down the hallway a familiar light burns. A familiar place I'm sure I've been before.
Smells reminisce
Visual curiosity
But the feeling I cannot absorb

I know I loved you once
and shuffle now not too far behind
But unless in your immediate presence
the effects of you I cannot find

Draw me near to you
Shedding my skin of who I once was
Draw me near to you
Baptizing in your purity
Draw me near to you
Basking in salvation's security