Subway Stories – Fallen Pieces

The wondering & waiting is the hardest on those whose hell it is to
hold their breaths.

They worrying & working is enough to kill the mood of you & me. A test.

Just let me pick up the fallen pieces and replace them where they went.

Let me render you sane again & let me know where you want the waste sent.

We don’t need it all…
We don’t need it at all…
We just need you & me.

Inhaling is your ex-best friend. Asking for forgiveness while pushing you away.

Exhaling is your new best friend. The thing that keeps you framed from
the sane to insane.

Just let me pick up the fallen pieces and replace them where they went.

Let me render your pain again & let me know where you want the waste sent.

We don’t need it all…
We don’t need it at all…
We just need you & me.