This life is no joke.


Inhale.
Exhale.


Repeat

Floating Notes

I lost it in the early mornings.
I'm talking 5am just closing my eyes while the sun is hitting the birds on their wings evoking chirps.
I lost it in the early mornings.
I dont think you understand 4:30am still sipping on a caprisun waiting for the color to change.
I lost it in the early mornings.
Cutting through the 3am dew to make it on time.
What time.
whose time?
Not mine.

I lost it wrapped up tight.
I'm talking tenacious, not even air could pass though.
I dont think you understand.
Legs in arms fingers in hair hands on spines lips on lips whispers in ears.
I lost it wrapped up tight.
air tight.
sealed to perfection.
Bundled in close to what i thought was mine.
Whose mine?
Not mine.

I lost it to a melody.
I'm talking songs sweeter than a garbage bag full of halloween candy.
Yea it made me feel like i ate the whole bag too.
Sick to my stomach.
I don't think you understand.
well, i thought they could understand.
I thought She could understand...
I thought He could understand.
understand that I lost it to a melody.
So sweet I thought it sang my tunes and knew my blues.
I lost it to a melody.



I lost it to a melody.


I thought it sang my tunes.