If I could tame all of my desires. Wait out the weather that howls in my brain. Cause it seems that it's always changing, the wind's indecision, the sorrowful rain. I was a postcard, I was a record, I was a camera until I went blind. Now I'm riding all over this island, looking for something to open my eyes.
A double-take of complete confusion, while muttering what was once believed to be the truth. A beautiful surprise that managed to rip the top of my head right off. The universe rains down on you, yet you act as if this falling from the sky is a regular occurrence. I'm still holding my breath, yet I emerged from the water miles ago.
