Fingers in, listen what voices say.
Risk worth taking risk worth leaving.
You always wrote for me, ego.
Trade up for the fast ride.
Too big to stop too big to hold on to.
Seems I'm still afraid to promise.
Train passes us.
Trade your friends.
Check your breath for cold and hold on.
Pulling your teeth you push away.
Please hold on.
Cancel plans, cancel them all.
No pictures left to burn good-bye to.
The smell of ash and white walls blank.
Phase passes us.
Horizontal lines and button up.
The drawers of paper all say one thing.
Like music boxes custom made.
Time passes us.