Dangling toes over the edge, wondering
Who remembers?
Insignificant digits appended to a significant life
Hold your own hands
Nothing else matters but
self-belief
existing halfway between fantasy and reality
That insufferable swell
Chills dancing their way through veins and arteries
Genuine energy with childish fears
beg the question, why do we fear these things?
Is it pain? deep inside a different soul yet unknown
Songs will write themselves and only after publication
will I know what I mean
