Even outside you’re not different from me Driven by misunderstanding and insecurities But I tend to forget
Mark the way, on a map Slanted from A to B, a safe program set
Tug of war, makes my head and shins sore
Floating above my shoes Forced to practice when alone
If the sidewalk were to turn upside down Let me fall forever on and on Maybe I would experience constant excitement And at the same time feel comfortably numb.