What's it feel like
(If I may be so bold)
To come out from under and to hold
Carve a lifeline into stone
Walk the tightrope on your own
Like a concussion can infiltrate
My sanity's on an escapade
Now just the sight of my own face will send me running
Frozen in time in a safe space
It's easier sheltering in place
And slowly forgetting the good old days
Hold your hand out
Touch the words I speak
My intentions
Stitched in your physique
But to dream is all too naive
Call to action insecurities
Like a concussion can infiltrate
My sanity's on an escapade
Now just the sight of my own face will send me running
Frozen in time in a safe space
It's easier sheltering in place
And slowly forgetting the good old days
They say to fake it until you believe
What you're believing is not what you see
Sink deeper into instinctual action
What if all I am is distraction
Like a concussion can infiltrate
Now just the sight of my own face
Frozen in time in a safe space
It's easier sheltering in place
And slowly forgetting the good old days