Eyes on the Prize

We, we don’t know

What happens next or even if it’s part of the show

So I wrote

Thoughts rattlin’ around

But I can’t reach the pen anymore

It’s deep in the clouds

One - Could I ask for

Two - Could I break more

Three - Can we see

Four - No, not anymore

Now I, I’ve got my eyes on the prize

And I’m not being held back

Anymore by glazed-over eyes

Then I woke - this chill on my face

Rocks touch my back and I’m starting deep into space

One - What am I lookin’ at?

Two - Where is my fit?

Three - Can we see

Four - No, not anymore

Now I

I walk this long long road

And except for a couple passers-by

I’ve spent it on my own

And I wonder

I wonder when it will end

If there’s no light soon

I’m afraid I’ll wind up dead

One - What am I lookin’ at?

Two - Where is my fit?

Three - Can we see

Four - No, not anymore