theairwasthick

This will make a change
The walls are never sterile
I'm at the end of the sequence
Let me take your glove, my germaphobic friend
Tell me how cos I don't know

Outside the gravity is low
So I jump into the air and catch the breeze
Midnight air has sent me adrift
'Til my fingers join a ledge
And a friend joins me

We were hung like crooks
Lest the clouds would swallow us
Up and away from
We don't adhere now

Whisper hanging mouth
As time is heading downward
Your body turns into liquid
Burning out your eyes
The panickers are jammed
I broke away from the core