Hold me tight
Like a child afraid of the dark
See through my eyes
And save me
Fell from the skies
And lost my precious little light
All I do is roam alone
Avoiding time
Plastic focus, helpless visions
And cardiac arrest followed by death
Followed by hollow claps and laughs
And pavement
And long and boring roads back home
Where nothing makes sense
Hold me tight
Like a flower, fragile and docile
But hold me now
Before our time runs out
Before our time runs out
Before our time runs out
Before the door closes (before our time runs out)
Before the nightfall (before our time runs out)
Plastic focus, helpless victims
An absence of wings and substance abuse
