thoughts don't become actions
i'm frozen in a soundproof room
where fear fuels every moment
sometimes i wish i could go to those streets
it wouldn't make the fear go away but
at least i would be at home
and alone
searching
give me a tangible feeling for this difference in light
is it very real
those times you feel there is no brighter tomorrow
if i could go alone
then maybe i would find you there too
laying on the concrete
and hallucinating the road