There goes my faith, swinging by the cherry tree. I rest my eyes, I need some sleep. Slow wins the race, but I'm always rushing. Trying to escape, the monster I've become.
Sat around and thought about destiny. Which led me to feelings I could not conceive. Because I was holding on to yesterday. Had to let go to find today.
Now the silence breaks my walls. Looking through a telescope. My back is wide all the time. . A thousand miles can't fall asleep. White lines beneath my feet.