Subject to change? Tell me something new This shackle in the chain... The alloy is weak and as weary as she can be
Shocked, I will deny the anger Shading my angered eyes I've accepted to be frail at times I'm expected to be overly sensitive to change
Destruction of proof Evidence removed and misplaced Erased by the unmoved Watch how she grows smaller as she goes down I shiver and shake Sweat, as it breaks like a junky in need of that 'something' I've tried to explain I wax and I wane with your ever changing moods
Warning signs Invisible to the naked eye Never you mind It felt right. We took flight, oblivious Can we fix what we missed? A last kiss or yet another? It proved right that we might attempt this escape to reality