• falling into movements
    quick with his beat
    with words straying
    and wanting
    simple answers
    turn my ends
    miserable mistakes
    their pull to you
    and breaking the line
    . . .
    when you feel it might go write
    sadly
    thats your sign it shall go wrong
    madly
    seeking for the comeback
    dying
    from hated movements you screech
    hoping
    to fix all is to kill yourself
    falling
    hold your own above and beyond
    . . .
    angels have come to save
    really all youve done is fill your mind
    his name might ring
    his heart does not
    do not disfunctionize your counts
    keep dancing magically
    do not stop short of the bay
    correct and assure lovers hall
    . . .