And I’m overtaken, by an instant mantra
That tells me how I feel isn’t right
And I learn to take it, with a pinch of salt
That I use to circle my bed at night
And it’s almost selfish, and allowed to treat this thing ways that seem oh
joy selfish, if crowd And everything is sight
Breathe feel the mine
Finish wings, the splash light
pull back the curtain, the unexposed
The I inside
are certain, the performance comes crashing
They’ll tell about it loosen up the grip we hold tight
Though close I’d as you throw the
Breathe it feel the splash of mine those wings, feel light
Breathe feel splash of mine those