The weather's been growing
hotter and
I know that it's hard to
stand
you don't do well in a
summer's heat
and all I have is a
window fan

but it's not the heat that
is wilting your joy- I see
you falling
behind

it's music and
fear that's prodding your
heart and
frustration that's
captured your
mind

I am trying to be tender as you're
breaking,
but your de-
spair breaks me
too

If someone can save me now:
let them save
you