
You might eat what you get served but don’t look to close at what you get served it might scare you
You might eat what you get served but don’t look to close at what you get served it might scare you
Can you imagine a life without windows
The cold water was still thinly frozen a warmer river from the deep moving up and through dividing the sea slowly hoping for the spring to take her hand and over
I tried to color my sunset but I was too late so I have to wait another day I pray
If you colorful wants to be hidden while sitting still in the middle of a front row you better ...
I know being tied up keeps my head facing the storm but it still makes me nauseous
I remember that I was young
I prefer to hold it together in style
Casually you walk into the choices you make not caring what you might have the carry you know what you want it's just a hand full of things and no temptations you go on
For a while you let me air
not always
but when I wanted
and I don’t know if it was the wall that collapsed
or you that fell down
but either way
the opening you left
seems to work too
It's just a turn of a switch
like making a decision
but the other choices
taunt me
like if they were even possible
after I was sure
and made up a mind
I woke my dream
and fell asleep
It is a luxury
when you can study your landing
Last night somewhere somewhere in my dreams I stood on dry land a pier underwater I was waiting for the boat it seems without doors only when I turned around did I see the door open
At night in my dream I glow underwater feeling the world an adventure but all along the morning holds me tight waking me up in a sudden pull I only remember the goodbye