Right now, this song is on repeat and in some weird but familiar way is helping me get through all this. When you dare to be dangerous, things are going to end up on the line. Right now, it’s all out there. My relationships, career, living situation and more are all at that point. That point where it’s all either going to come down or take flight. I feel like I’m watching my makeshift space ship take off. God please hold me together.

I was starting to shake from the days I’ve been up. There’s a lot on my plate and the ones I loved stopped answering. They left me to find myself in my own hate. I work all alone with a cynical taste and the day I get out is the day I’ll be made. I was cut out of stone and carved with a blade. Head down with all of my hardships. There’s nothing too strong that I can’t face. Don’t stop ‘til you finally have it. It should be more like a habit. 

Come down. All the fighting’s over. I’ll let you breathe your own air. I will set my arms down in a corner. When I turn around you will tell me how you’re up now from your dream of clovers. Not a thing will compare to the sense you give me and disorder. When you turn around and I can’t breathe.

There wasn’t a trace of the war letting up. The days went on late, I struggled and I fell to solid ground. It led to my escape. Now here I am outside your gate. I was hoping you could come down…

Well I came to say I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have left but my bitterness got to me before you did. Now I am laying in gardens where we start over again. I know that you got me and this is it.