Mama
I am sending you a smile
Cars are crashing
Children laughing
It's all so fragile
Mama
There are tiny cracks everywhere
Hands are bleeding
While I'm sleeping
And she's crawling up the stairs
Don't fall asleep at the wheel
What should I be to feel real?
I think I've seen this before
In a memory I ignored
I wake
From terribly worried dreams
Called to action
My distraction
Starts to pull at the seams
I'm sorry, I tried
But there is beauty in things I can't describe
Don't fall asleep at the wheel
What should I be to feel real?
I think I've seen this before
In a memory I ignored