Can I exsist in the void
From outside myself can I feel joy
Where do the walls of my dream end and where do they meet
Does it happen from head to feet
For all the things I've touched but cannot feel
For all the fruit I've eaten, yet had not peeled
Could I waste a life missing you
Years empty and years I go through
I wished I could be made of dusty photos and light
Then my aching body would never give a fight
Asked for forgiveness you said nevermind
There stood I, back of a line
Back in spaces in between walls
Back in all the spaces I could crawl
Hazy and screaming
Young and gleaming