I don't like artificial light, but I use it every night. No other way to see.. No the day won't stay for me.
And when the lights go out, memory gets me around as I wander through the dark, but I can't get very far. And once again I find, I'm no good at being blind, and the light of every day can never be replaced.
Don't mistake the true for the fake.. A raft for an island, asleep for awake. There are so many ways to evade what's right in front of your face.
If there's a way, I'd rather not remain so lost in disarray.. My brain a battlefield of the wounded and the healed. And as my reach is short, these hands could use support to climb out of the trench I keep on falling in.
Don't mistake the true for the fake.. A raft for an island, asleep for awake. There are so many ways to evade what's right in front of your face.
Drank you in but I still thirst. Not the answer I thought you were. All we said.. What's it worth? Not an anchor, only words.