Dust dancing in the air.
I ride in a car of ash.
Piano keys press in the background
But my ears can't hear the sound
My minds fogged up with other things.
Other things.
All the things I crave
All that I desire
To make me better
Or even make me smile
I'm still waiting
I'm still hoping.
Can I do this?
But maybe today I'll feel better.
Just say you'll be fine.