In A Moment, Forgot

Pen pressing scribbling pain
Writing or bleeding happening again
High as a dove fallen dead with one shot
What I have is for keeps, and it isn't a lot

Moving colours behind my eyes
The bad way I mean, cause the good way died
That's alright, I suppose if you care
I hear you screaming, but the whispers are there

Guitar rings notes with out you hearing them
Some times it just takes the pressing scribbling pen
High as a dove fallen dead with one shot
Was in the sky with the sun, in a moment, forgot.

And I get so high I just can't feel it
In and out my brain, runnin' through my veins
you're my sunshine you're my rain
~Hindu Times- Oasis