goodnight gravity
...

The rise of a thousand suns in front of me.
I have seen the rise of a thousand suns in front of me.

Heavy eyes on the road of life,
Cities pass me by like a flash of who I used to be.
The sky is bleeding, but I can not see.
Ironically you spoke about painting my picture and colouring me in,
But the picture you drew didn't include me.
It was only you.
I guess I'm just so fucking tired,
It's like I'm daydreaming at night and sleepwalking at day.
I can't find my pace nor the strength to stay.
You always said I should be open, honest and sincere.
I guess, this is a start.
So for the next 40 minutes I will speak from the heart.
And the truth is...
Maybe I don't deserve to be happy.