i'm not sure i know
i don't see what i can do
i try to move
but i'm frozen
still like the moon
at midnight's mascarade;
my eyes glimmer like the dead's
nothing is clear
nothing is safe-
i want to yell,
yet no voice could ever break this silence.
i was drifting off
into slumber's fury
finding my escape and strength in my dreams.
i could run
i could fight,
i could die ten thousand times
and still be smiling
knowing i was still moving.
so now, light will break open
i am awake and weak
vulnerable and coarse.
saving me would only tease
what fate has laid out for me
so, i drift once more
my eyes open
frozen
staring out the window
and watching the world float on by....
