if i wake up blind with the sun in my eyes beating on my brow through the car window. if i close my eyes will i miss pink skies being overcome by black clouds above. but i'm too scared to explain why only days ago i'm sure i died. the brilliance of the rocks below, i'm in control at the edge on my own. arguments and solace from the book inside the dresser drawer. curled up on the bathroom floor billy's on the radio. if lady day could only know how she's saving me now. and i will fly away in time. and i will learn to forgive myself.
