My words are a direct reflection of what is being played out in my mind. For artistic purpose and dramatic effect I have duct-tapped the "edit" button…
Two steps off, four steps back; I still can't make my way beyond the fogA few steps off, a couple steps back; it's a cliff walk, a leap of faith jumpMoving forward, double back; your love has been like a Magic 8 ballSliding forward, slipping back; online foot print has a magnetic pushTwo steps your …
Midnight, 1:47AM EST 3:00AM EST tick tock Tick tock 3:57AM EST Tick tock, tick tock Hands of the clock Slo-mo no rhythm No rhyme Counting sheep A pathway to sleep 5:05AM EST Skipping stones Jump the track Don't look back Don't look back Slo-mo no rhythm No rhyme A reluctant move forward Keep it simple …
Trilby Yates 