torn off my back are crumbled, the feathers lay,
aside, forgotten. Where did the time go?
blackness of my heart is growing colder, the tears
permanently etched in my hollow checks, because –
alone. (And don't you forget it.) The flight
in a never-ending plane crash, but no superman
the aircraft when it fell. What's happening to me?
changing…) I don't want to change. Can't I go
paper cut outs and mushy tater-tots?
go back to building snowmen in the winter time,
pools in the summer? (You can't return.)
phantom spoke of the point of no return, and I
is it. Can't turn around, 'cause my cage is too
Can't bend my head and cry 'cause the tears
gone. Can't make things better 'cause I only
them worst. Can't ever stay young.
you kidding yourself?)