Being with you is like trying to thread a string through a needle
I'm not quite sure it fits

I finally broke down every wall for You

And you picked up every single stone
Just to throw it back at me.........

At night
The moon whispers
To my mind
Sending it off to
Find its fate

While I lay empty
Waiting at the gate

The sun impedes
Wiping away
A dreamers
Escape

The panic is inching up my throat and through my limbs
Slowly spreading cold and leaden
Why is the clock moving so fast?
Like its trying to outrun memories
I'm almost frozen by my resistence to blink for fear I might miss everything
Time has never felt so against me than when I'm truly happy

Bit by bit you blew on my trust like a dandelion.
Pieces broken off and taken away by the soft flowing wind to an unknown destination.