歌詞
It slips away
Your sense of an ordinary day
Surreal sounds
Have found you, surround you
The dye is cast
Unwelcome, familiar while it lasts
A colour clouds
A memory, a mood a thought an act
This storm of fear
It ends you, it drives you
Leave me alone
Let time elapse
See into and let through
It bends around a corner
Pretend to be allied
A friend who's really a foe
The fear driving the ride
The pace of thoughts
So anxious, so spiky in their form
They strap you to a ride you've said no to
Let me off
Feet finding roots
They push through to find you
It bends around a corner
Pretend to be allied
A friend who's really a foe
The fear driving the ride
Written by: Amy Holt
