in between extremes(A.Melleby, 09.20.2015)
back in the tub
back in the water
where it all begun
my hull is scarred
but the motor`s still running
it´s gotten me far
I watch you walk away
every step tearing another hole
in a hart beating
just for you
what´s gotten into you
how can you be so cold
I find myself in between extremes
trading the dark for some light
trading my thoughts of understanding
with things I do not understand
my senses gasping for air
leaving me with the little bird
the one that fell down from the tree
bird in hand
and a vision blurred
I find myself in between extremes
you brought home a hand grenade
placed it under my bed
and you took off
I hit the sky and fell down
no more roof to protect me
no more walls to climb
is this all in my head
as I watch you walk away
I find myself in between extremes
trading the dark for some light
trading my thoughts of understanding
with things I do not understand
my senses gasping for air
leaving me with the little bird
the one that fell down from the tree
bird in hand
and a vision blurred
I find myself in between extremes
