wide eyed. knee deep in surprise.
just below your thighs the temperature drops 5 degrees.
your stand-by flight has just arrived. tongue-tied, bleeding from your eyes.
even Christ himself would cringe at the sight of your scars.
while you're counting sheep, i'll count my lucky stars.
you were the last good thing i ever saw. i lost it all. i lost it all.
burned out on 2 hours of shut-eye.
eyes glazed at the thought of the next 8 hours.
headwind, cold rain to wake me. you were the last good thing i ever saw.