Crying dogs outside the windows,
Wanna see myself above them all,
Careening to a future where I do it all.

It's a sinking sinking feeling that keeps me on my feet,
I've hounded it around,
Surrounded it with sound,
Kept it till it thought that it had defeated me,
As if defeating me would do it any good,
I've hounded it around,
Surrounded it with sound,
Shocked it till it was driven back into my shaping head,
If I'm healing with the reason to become purposeful, then so be it.

Crying dogs outside the windows,
Wanna see myself above them all,
Careening to a future where I do what I need.