Sharpen teeth or sink beneath it
I’ve been stuck here before
Should I go or should I stay
I can’t think straight anymore
Within this frame defined
Turn blue to grey in time
I’ll just end up being silent
Because my words don’t mean a thing
Why should I take all the blame
When I’m just hanging by a string
Taking time to think it over
While my heart is checking in
It’s a game of keeping secrets
That I’m never going to win
Transparency’s apparent swings
Watch them rise and watch them fall
Colors returning, bright and burning
Turning points, one and all
Brеathe in deep
Painting pictures in the mirror
Whеre it once was black and gray
Drifting closer to the colors
Of a bright and sunny day
Isolation was a friend
But now I’m glad to see them go
A change of seasons, state of mind
Basking in the afterglow