• Coming to the surface.
    To gasp at a new future.
    It all felt like it matterd..
    But the pace is slowing now.
    Looking back at the past it all seems so silly.
    Your washed up, torn and tatterd.
    How? How,did you let it get this far?
    Now your bursting at the seams.
    The smile you had worn for so long,
    yeah, it all finally cracked.