Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Slip by

I'll go my own way
Being as invisible as heat waves
But you can still sense something
So search and embrace me
Hold me back, hold my hand
If I turn, my wrist will simply bend
Like the love we held in the breeze
And you can't let it slip
Because all you hold is all I have
Out in this sea of unruly confession
I'm drifting, drifting far-off
But you were there to notice the push from land
Don't admit me for drowning
When the polluted air I breathe
Is the only thing filling these tired lungs