Another gear, another speed.
Stuck in rewind, stuck on repeat.
I’ve been losing my mind,
so many times.
I must have lost it, down in the mine.
I must have lost it, when memories we’re shook.
like simply misplacing my favourite book.
From moving too fast,
from feeling so small.
This sudden speed; is it worth it at all?
Well, down it all goes, like rain in the gutter.
It’s moments like these, that make what’s left wonder.
Was it all just a joke,
some god awful crust.
To whom can I turn, in what can I trust?
Send me down, down to retrieve them.
Toss me a rope and some clothes to receive them.
I’ll leave the trash, only gather what’s real.
I don’t need a light, I’ll make my way by feel.
You wait right here, til I give it a pull.
Then bring us up slowly, don’t let us go.
When it’s all down, when it’s all through,
can I be the one to count on you?
Or should I count at all; oh, what an awful thought
Would I mount at all, this final onslaught.
No, i don’t think so,
I’ll be down in the drink, so
toss me a line, for down I must go.
Trying to share good words within a world of noise. Introverted, but I need people.
The early riser special. $5.95. They might as well call it the Carlinator…
Kathmandu you know what I feel for you. The scar you’ve left on…