I’m falling apart quite literally. My body’s stopped working and I don’t want to be picking up the pieces. I won’t let them stay between us cause with out you I won’t stop falling apart. No bones are broken yet as you can see cause my heart is pounding, the sound is frightening. It’s a whistling, creasiendoing screeching that tells me the pressure is increasing. The palace could blow, so get out of sight. I’m falling apart. I was searching when I found you. You took me flying and god the skies were blue. But when it ended I wished I knew what you were going to do. I’m tearing out on dirt trying to stay on the ground, kicking rocks but focused on the road outta town. There’s a trail of dust and the sun’s retreating behind the dreams I’m still entreating to take me out tonight. With getting old some things’ve subdued. I don’t really run quite as hot as I used to. But for all the dreams we’ve burned through there’s the fiery wrecks we’ve refused to succumb to. We’re holding out for more. Remember the uproar. If only we were slamming doors when the scene went dark. I’m falling a part. I was sinking so I grabbed you, thinking vacation in the ocean blue. We’re losing airspeed, the hills are looming. But for now we’re still soaring. This is all things from all the years. Wrapped up in the one thing you can see and touch right here. This won’t go down the way it’s supposed to. I’m not going down.