Rhythm is what brings my senses back to life.
Heart beats
Tapping pens
Clicking of shoes

But somehow I was lost in all of it when heart beats turned into a cry for life and emotion
Tapping pens became my desperation to think of something to say when nothing could be said
And the clicking of shoes is the sound of me walking away from everything I thought would make me happy.

So let's all raise our glasses for new rhythms
New beginnings
More endings
Better heart breaks
And more pathetic lies to tell ourselves