my heart is a fish
my heart is a fish
hiding in the watergrass
under a blue sky
Home
there are times in life
there are times in life
where you need to be somewhere
your wants matter not
modern air travel
modern air travel
things that make me unhappy
pain and suffering
caught in depression
caught in depression
crushed by the weight upon you
i will hide with you
the need for sunshine
the need for sunshine
drives some choices made today
slightly to the left
armed with a sharp stick
armed with a sharp stick
poking things that need to be
agent for chaos
those tales inside us
those tales inside us
listen to them with wonder
which of them are real
that weight is too much
that weight is too much
feel your spirit dragged away
my flaws are shining
too afraid to move
too afraid to move
the fear of what will fail next
confidence shattered
through that one moment
through that one moment
where breathe is finally gone
my heart is grieving