And then, I tried breathing my life into you
Of inhaling the sickness into me while I breathe health back into you.
And then I clutched my eyes tight shut
To convince myself this was a dream
A nightmare which would stop.
It had to stop.
Couldn't it see this was constricting the very air I breathe?
How could it not?
Yet.
I woke up to find the rules haven't changed.
The world has not stopped.
The critics haven't stopped criticising
The haters haven't curbed hating
Unrest follows every tomorrow
And you have gone where I can't follow.
Please.
Hear the the words I am saying.
Heed the prayers I am praying.
Call me.
Call me to you.
Call me to where you are.
Soon.
