so i sat there thinking but hardly breathing
each heart beat taking over
as it races slower

every thought took me to places that
only the high heavens held
my pulse racing
with every move i made
every run i made and with each second i was
hearing my heart beat

so i did what i knew how to do best
i held on…..in every negative i found a positive
when the answer was right in front of me
i played creator
as i listened to the beat that was carefully strung
by the skillful musician within me

with every note i sang a tune creating the waves
as i wanted them to flow.
the tide is high but am resistant to lies
and in the excited illusion i was living alone

my hands sweating and my pulse racing
as reality dawns and slows the music
maintaining a certain tempo
a mellow decibel
i need to hit the high
like a drug addict searching for ‘the experience’
i start to shake cry rock and scream but all at the
steady beat of my hearts drum

and the illusion unfolds
your mirage runs forth
i hold out my hand into empty space to touch the figure
that was you but never there.
To hold onto what i wanted my heart to want feel crave give sing hype dance joyfully to all so
i could believe this song would go on.

then a hand on my neck pressing gently to slow the pulse
and put it to sleep
the gentle lies in ur eyes i cannot resist
i can hear my heart start to speak
for the first time i listen
you never danced with me
its been the same tempo all along
but now its time for the hype to stop
as i close my eyes allowing
the last heart beat