Did it ever matter?
And does it matter now?
I tremble as I semble, it’s all meaningless somehow.
Will we ever get there?
Is there somewhere to go?
All that’s clear, these fears will take a lifetime not to know.
Can you grasp my truth, love?
If the right words I could call?
Or will this plight take me so high I won’t survive the fall?
My body feels so heavy,
My soul wants to be light,
I hear her dream about her freedom, middle of the night.
Are you tired of trying?
Bored of drying tears?
This incoherent crying must scream volumes on deaf ears.
Will this shit get easy?
Will we find a way?
I guess we must find out so let’s survive just one more day.