I withdrew into space. A space between a rock and a hard spot. A melodratic song plays I beat I might've recognized from
A different dream. It wasn't like it coulda been. I didn't wait long enough to stare, to speak, the care, to think- When my eyes already believed in you. This dreamlike repose, I use to watch blades go through me, now if I can simmer it down, till it clearly becomes a new sound all together. Same band, same Airhead.