Fingers in, listen what voices say
you always wrote for me, ego
risk worth taking risk worth leaving
seems i'm still afraid to promise
too big to stop too big to hold on to
trade up for the fast ride
trade your friends
train passes us
pulling your teeth you push away
cancel plans, cancel them all
check your breath for cold and hold on
please hold on
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
don't move
be still
be silent