How can you stop if you haven’t even started?
The world spins, we talk about life,
but I can’t make sense of that.
On the plane I asked you to dive with me.
Shadows cross, obscuring my view;
I emerge out of nowhere.
The background noise, insistent.
There is no certainty after all.”
STOP CROWDING ME OUT!
I can’t stop the thunder in my dreams
I can’t wait in line unnoticed
… the difference, you ask?
There is simply no hesitation in what I do.