Stairwell

My mind may be slipping My mind may be slipping But my body stands tall Yes, my body stands tall I promise, I was listening Okay, I wasn't listening But I can read the writing on the wall I can read the writing on the wall He crawls up the stairwell He longs to be with her Each step growing taller than the others before He crawls up the stairwell She reaches her hand out As Time pulls him back to the floor My words keep escaping I spend all my days chasing them down But they never lead me where I want to go 'Til I call it quits, and then they take me home The midwife has been pacing This ground, it isn't breaking But I can feel the cracks beneath my feet I can feel the cracks are breaking me He crawls up the stairwell He clings to the handrail And steadies his focus from the bedlam below He crawls up the stairwell Ears ringing of tall tales That clamor, "It's better to just let go" (No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no) There's critters sleeping in my shed Creation swimming in my head The cities marching in the streets for an awakening I might light my night light The hourglass is overturned The match is struck, the stairwell burns I hear her calling from the catwalk as I make believe I might outshine the twilight Sand overflows and I scream as the fire grows (Rough) Sand overflows and I scream as the fire grows but I know I might light my night light I might outshine the twilight I might light my night light I might light my— Mind may be slipping My mind may be slipping My mind may be slipping But my body stands tall Yes, my body stands tall I promise, I was listening Okay, I wasn't listening But I can read the writing on the wall I can feel the rise before the fall He crawls up the stairwell He longs to be with her Each step growing taller than the others before He crawls up the stairwell She reaches her hand out As Time pulls him back to the floor (My mind may be slipping...) He crawls up the stairwell He clings to the handrail And steadies his focus from the bedlam below He crawls up the stairwell Ears ringing of tall tales That clamor, "It's better to just let go"