Rough Skin

I am walking and my nerves are breathing thick air

Loud voices taking all the space that is left

I can’t move

Freezed in suspension

With unprotected bones as my armour

Oversensitive, unheard, fragmented

I’m all these things at once

I’m all these things at once

In a wild mint meadow there’s a hundred fireflies floating above us

And we confuse them with stars and satellites

People’s eyes are flashing lights

they move in a violent dance

And I become a ghost in the theatre of life

I’m all these things at once

I’m all these things at once

(I’m all these things at once)

There’s a whole world flowing down my cheeks, it’s the warm-cold river of my tears

(I’m all these things at once)

There’s something unheard crawling up my neck, it’s the tangle of things that I forget

Will you take care of me

If my skin falls apart?

Who knows what my role is

If I’m like those leaves protecting the flowers before they leave

So I run

I run fast

With my rough skin (x7)

I run over my million shadows

And I see blood

I see reflections of my body

I run blind and I see

A small version of me

I give up my guns

I see the others are real

I can’t touch them

I’m not here

I see my body in the mist

And I realize

I surrender

And therefore I exist