Can't escape the thoughts
They swirl
They mingle
They weave
Fade in
Fade out
Hesitating
The ghosts are shaking hands
do you want this
do you want this
do you want this
for the rest of your life?
got your back
and you've got mine
2 am conversations
running straight into the ground
the touch
the sounds
co-co-colliding
where is my mind spinning?
one spot stop
sitting in this chair
and i haven't moved
more than these fingers, twirling hair
