The cavity in my chest feels empty,
but it’s weighing me down just the same.
I feel so lost,
and it’s far too quiet in this big old world to cry tonight.
I just gave you a road map to my heart,
now use the compass you found months ago
They used to tell me that it was either sink or swim.
In these waters though, I think it’s the perfect time to test my wings.
You’re burning the whole town down.
It’s slow but quickening,
the more you hide the faster we burn.
Your bridges are crumbling
into ashes above angry rivers.
They flow with the force that the water gives.
Meanwhile we burn,
our sweat the only source of liquid.
We’re drowning in it but drying at an accelerated pace.
Your destructive path leaves much to be desired.
Have you ever looked into that rear view mirror,
seen the chaos that you unleash in your wake?
Around us all the light and the noise are intoxicating.
It’s time to go, it’s time to hit the floor and touch the gas.
If you ever choose to come down from your insanity,
visit me in reality.
You’ve been drifting for so long,
and I’ve been out on a limb for too much time.
The horizon line is blocked,
and I can’t see anything through this fog.
But if you’d be willing,
I’d forget everything.
No one looks normal under the mask.
Everyone has inner demons hung out to dry,
dirty laundry has a way of resurfacing.
Those scars will be seen,
the only evasive technique is to be ready.
In this moment,
I could spread my arms and believe I could fly.
Light doesn’t only come from under the lampshade,
I can see it in your sheepish grin.
If I could be anything in the world
I would be a raindrop on the back of a dragonfly’s wing.
She would carry me to incredible heights,
and drop me down into amazing beauty.
