rundown, not surprising really
it has been a hard couple of weeks
if it was measured in volume
it would be loud and of course, volume speaks

do not let go of me
i am afraid i cannot fly
and i struggle to swim
in the tears i cry
but i can dream
with the worlds above the sky

we do not need barbiturates
when we jump –
we do not need parachutes
we do not need a drink everyday

when i struggle for the light
when i fumble in the darkness
i just to feel alright
i just need your greatness

we make like we are really scared
scared to be fashionable
you should see what we wear
we make our lives tough
and come in from the rain

time is a dream with a song
it is there, yet it never seems real
time is a vanishing trick
performed by a genius magician
it is gone too soon

lost a female
but never looked pale
get caught at my feet
but you should see my street

with you is better then,
being without you
i will do all i can
being without you

getting a chance
in times of stress
when all you want to do is dance
yet everything is a mess
losing control and the hold