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So hit the brakes, but you won't slow down in time. The wheels are spinning, and burning to the core and trying to stop what's already begun will be the hardest thing you'll ever do.
I am the deer frozen in your headlights, caught in the road with no expression on my face. I've never been so calm to be this scared, with my head in my hands an my feet in the air.
Seconds from the ground, my eyes are blinded from the light at the end of this whirlwind tunnel. I've never been so happy to be blind.
My eyes see through yours as your head hits the dash, and I feel through your body as this wave of destruction slips past in my arms, in my legs, all i know, I wanted this.
All I know, I wanted this.
To be two as one, for as long as I exist, and to live with the knowledge you know I persist to be the one on your mind when everything hits, and to be the pieces you pick up when I can't stand alone.
I hid in these pines as far back as I recall, but the night I saw the light was the best I've had. You tore through my life like a flash in the sky, or a breath of warm air. I'll hit the ground, and hope I'm still running.
I am the deer frozen in your headlights, caught in the road with no expression on my face. I've never been so calm to be this scared, with my head in my hands an my feet in the air.
So hit the brakes, but you won't slow down in time. The wheels are spinning, and burning to the core and trying to stop what's already begun will be the hardest thing you'll ever do.
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I need to find some solidarity. This silence is killing me, eating me whole. I can't stand another moment of this tidal flow, I'm drained, I'm drowned, I'm slipping away.
Although my minds been racing, my heart lay still, and with a sober thoughts I can say I've found the things I've been searching for, alive within this abandoned body.
Leave the sea, to the sea, and let us float along.
Wait your whole life for a heaven, something to forgive your wrongs, but I, I've seen what lies ahead. It's nothing better or worse than what I've imagined. I hate to be the one to say We've got nowhere to go.
Sleep will be my only haven. My saving grace through this living grave. I've built a casket for you, but I'll be one entombed.
I can't breathe, I can't speak, I'm torn in two.
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