NATHANIEL

Staring at a Voice

If we make it to the other side, 

I wish I could take back all the stupid shit I did with my time.

Oh with my time.

Now we are all on Hollywood Squares

Dancing around dread, staring at a voice, a face, a body, ahead.

A face, a body, ahead.

We are sitting at the same table

Kiss me with those trembling lips if you can

At the same table, but you're far away at the other end

Light a candle for some natural light

The sun's still up but he's hiding

What's he scared of?

Such a sorry sight,

Such a sorry sight.