as it flashed before my eyes like rain crashing from skies i am shaken by the sight before i can find a pen it is gone in the wind broken string, runaway kite
please don't you give me false hope you're free to go i don't want you to cope now is when i choose to fight to make it right or just to let it die
find me electricity
like the time that precedes words there are colors but no rules even the dead carry on
should i resurrect this hope? would it find a home or just leave me more alone? now i struggle to believe i'm capable of waking up these dreams
find me electricity
she says "sleep, don't open up" i've come this far it's time to set the fire