It smells like summer to me
I taste something new and sweet
There’s sand and icicles still in my spine
It’s shaking the ground
I swear one touch and I’ll fall
And I may not recover again
There’s pain and stains on the shelves
Fell to the floor again
Chaos running through the head
Will not lifetime?
to mine
It’s easier
to mine
It’s easier
side
to speak
to breathe
There’s sand and icicles still in my spine
I can’t think of reasons
But there’s meaning
Enough lifetime
I may not recover again
No, I may not recover
to mine
It’s easier
side
to mine
It’s easier
side
time
got time
time
time
got time
to mine
It’s easier
side
to mine
It’s easier
side
side
side
side
side