Walking through endless words, Walking in a thought. Feeding on crumbs of light fragments of the sun. Pounding drumbeat on every step makes it your last. Something you see when looking up, is looking back.
And her eyes you know that she needs you now. And your voice you know that she hears it now. Thumping bright city lights reprint of the stars. Thinking there is somewhere you should go that isn’t Now.
And her eyes you know that she needs you now, And your voice you know that she hears it now.
In her eyes you know that she needs you now, And her voice just know that it calls you now.