Sometimes' like now.
I feel my souls too big for this body I possessed.
I can feel it pound from within my chest.
Trying to flee.
Feeling tortured by all this minds emotions.
Being ripped and torn for answers.
What is right my heart or my mind?
And I've been swooned by the idea of love but when it stares me in the face  I feel nothing.
I feel it's shape and the radiation but my soul searches elsewhere
To the sky...
To the song.