Claustrophobia begins to overtake
i see, i feel, i hear...

Sand on my toes
should be warm...

I am sitting here
waiting for you...

Take me away
fly me across...

These speakers are blown, so everything sounds off
kinda like these hot summer days...

The rain pitter patters
on my not-tin roof...

Scream your lungs bloody,
Fall prey to normalacy...

Mondays smell like burning
saturdays taste sweet, like honey...

Everyone wants to know how to bottle the sunrise
but i have her sitting on a page...

When you're crying
and you can't help but frown...

I stand here,
my heart in my hands...

Every melody pumps through ears,
pulsing out heartbeat's song...