losing grip of reality everything's combing together except me, I'm still me silently screaming
stop this now I don't want to be here. "Not now It's not over yet"
clutching so hard my hand goes numb the bar keeping me safe is gone I'm scared because I know all that's left is a quick fall
that's why I've been so afraid I know that I can't fly wait, why... why am I not crashing and burning?
"I told you it's not over You need to listen I've told you before I'll never let you go"
back on my two feet I've lost the fear of falling but who saved me I could only hear the voice
there was nothing to see just a bright light am I losing my mind or was that a miracle?
Dirty Second -Hands- · Mon Jun 25, 2007 @ 11:12pm · 0 Comments |