You drive each sense wild.
Touching you
Seeing you
Hearing you
Smelling you
Tasting you...

Each sending vibrations through my soul,
as if yours is reaching for mine.
Holding on
Loving

I’m tired of 1:43
The world around me goes fast
The world around me goes slow
I’m tired of 1:43
I’m tired of 1:44
I breath in
I breath out
I’m tired of 1:44
I’m tired of 1:45
The wind rustles outside my window
The wind stops
I’m tired of 1:45
As time goes by, I grow weary of the world
Both of us moving parts in a bio-mechanical universe
Large and small we play our parts
A speck of dust we are in time
A microbe in the body of the universe
Yet, when I saw you, I felt large
I felt like my tiny existence could have meaning
That with you, I wasn't a speck of dust
But a man longing for your love
And when given that love...
Hmmm.
I love 1:46
Because I’m with you
I love 1:46

If you go chasing white rabbits, you could fall down a rabbit hole,
And enter a world like none other and take a stroll.
Now you’re stuck in a Wonderland of malice,
A place where we are all Mad Hatters, and we just killed Alice.
So walk some more and go explore,
Soon you’ll find that the Queen is just a *****.
You can wish to get out of a land like this,
But it brings you a little bliss.
It seems like you’re getting a disturbing little smirk,
Because you realize you have this twisted kind of quirk.
Where the idea of pain,
Has become very plain,
So you decide to turn everything to ash,
Burn it all down before the high wears off and you crash.
Just then, you open your eyes, only to realize that mere minutes have passed,
And it was just your imagination that you harassed.
People start to notice that you’re truly insane,
A situation you can’t change, a situation you can’t explain.
They put you in a padded room to keep control,
But all they’ve done is dropped you down another distorted rabbit hole,
Will you be willing to take another stroll?