without your hand guiding my heart
as if it were your own
I just might never come down
Without your voice sounding from behind me
as though it were your place to speak
i just might never come down
forget all this repression ever existed
my voice being slightly muffled
and eternity is how it's always persisted
timeless and free
no more debate over what we deserve
which elite people have which unassailable rights
taking so much to gather the nerve
to state the obvious in plain view
the music of life on the radio and cable
platforms absent of you with your rhetoric
trying to coax me, with your idealistic fable
in your suggested direction
without your voice all around me
establishing the need for headphones
I just might never come down
without your bright blinding light in my eyes
sending me searching for the sunglasses
I just might never come down