I drew a few steps on the first street
Jumped to a store locals named Million Ways To Fuck It Up
It Seems we all wish to sell ourselves to a million offers
Dozen letters in my pocket
From people I respect, and no way to write back
Return to sender, Attention not found
Confusing loneliness for freedom
Solitude for a serum, and complaints for poetry, I fell, I failed
I betrayed the kid I kept safe from all counterfeit hopes
And all the snakes we swallow
An aisle of silicon hands to shake and crush your throat
Where do we go from here?
Water wings sell like balloon shaped hopes
Where do we go from here?
A burden is a burden to the burdened
They'd sell the limbless a course on how to sink with elegancy
I took it back to the street, bought whatever they had
Thought I should write down my dreams
A notebook by the bed In case I'm lucky tonight
Fantasized on how to beat regret
I'll eventually crack it but you know me
I'll just forget. And I almost find sleep
Pressing my eyes, watching colors, Summer for cold feet
Stains and tunnels, abstraction bores me, here no museums are free
I don't want to be young
I don't want to be old enough to remember
All the things I projected but never touched in fear of ruining dreams
I don't possess
And these are dreams that I'll never forgive
Water wings of lead, they are dreams that I'll never forgive
