Hey there, When you relax on that reclining chair, Thinking that your day's job, Is done; I'm still at the beach - Trying to figure out, which way to run. The sun is gone, it's dark as hell, The footprints have all been washed away.
Hey there, When you hear me cry for help, Don't just pretend to be deaf. Reach out to me before I vanish, Before my pieces fuse with thin air. My shattered brain can't process it all And there is always a lot to take. So if you ever see in danger Trying to do something stupid Don't hesitate to help