Surface

When my bus crashed through the levee, felt my halo grow too heavy, said "I think...I think I'll take her off for now" in hopes of being lighter; but the lighter just backfired as the butane in my bloodstream tends to drown. With my denial by addiction, I'm playing my own benedict and vaguely wondering where I put that glowing ring.

Maybe I can find her if I dive down deep enough, I swear I'll come back up for air. Maybe I still can find the time to try redemption and I hope the surface can still welcome me back home.

I was looking through the window, but the rushing water's cloudy so I've no clue where I'm headed, only down. My reflection's just as hazy, I don't recognize this face; he's staring back and mouthing all my verbs and nouns. With my denial by addiction, I'm playing my own benedict and vaguely wondering where I put that glowing ring.

Maybe I can find her if I dive down deep enough, I swear I'll come back up for air. Maybe I still can find the time to try redemption and I hope the surface can still welcome me back home.

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na!

Maybe I can find her if I dive down deep enough, I swear I'll come back up for air. Maybe I still can find the time to try redemption and I hope the surface can still welcome me back home.