Yesterday’s Strife
It masks itself and hides from the light
But it’s always there, just out of sight
Waiting for an opportunity to come along
Then it strikes up that old familiar song
Awakening memories from haunted pasts
And stirring feelings like the sun at high noon casts
Sending you down those old paths again
Reaching for the comfort of that old familiar friend
Trying to numb it, to somehow ease the pain
But finding no relief, because there’s still this pounding rain
What you seek is freedom, freedom from your own mind
It’s the only way to end the hurt, that others have left behind
Find the truth about you and your life
And free your mind from yesterday’s strife