And we'll start poems mid stanza
We'll play musical chairs...

I'm pulled so quickly from the snow
And the world revolves as I go...

And I'm flying through the atmosphere
And I leave this all behind...

I found it and I see it
It stares me in the face...

When you feel the fire
Of hot tears rolling down your cheeks...

Just because I can go on every day
Doesn't mean I like it...

The pretty little music box
Filled with lights and sound...

The smoke slips by my lips
Taste the embers on my tongue...

Hand floating on air out the window
The tree's and the world fly by...

It's sad at the end of the day
When every things wrong...

Look how far we've come
Look how far we've left to go...

Smile my dear
Show off those teeth...