some things never change,
but humans were born to bend

more than something,
leading up to nothing

find a way to hold your breath
where there was once an abundance of feeling, nothing more is left

desperate hands grabbing
for all that you can see,
but without me at your side,
some things you can't just reach

press your knees to mine
can't look me in the eye

if we can just share the silence,
then I'll let you hold my hand