You found me hiding beneath the shadows
enticing me to join your game with dancing...

To swallow a shadow is to swallow a companion
to relinquish all care to those bowels of despair...

coming to terms with getting old
coming to terms with being told...

I fall, eyelids heavy breaking imaginary props
and land head first into idyllic providence...

A slave to another morning
awoken by fate and those chosen paths...

Storing moods can eat you from within,
the disappointment, the noise, the din...

Looking through the old photograph tin
I find a young boy with so much promise...

Love? It's decided, is it now?
Orbiting minds, my hands anti...

Imagine if you could walk around in your dreams
Would you teach yourself to run...

Sophisticated?
Superficiality...

Sadness is delivered in an envelope
I want to climb in, seal it...

There is a cage around my brain
Sitting on a swing of emotion...