She lights candles around me
So I can see
Stokes the fire,
So I can burn
Moulds myself into something worth seeing
And everyone wants to take a turn.
I'm lying on my elbows,
Wondering what I'm doing here
Is there a horizon?
Am I finally in the clear?
We're driving and driving
But who's navigating here?
I ask her to pull over and she says,
"no dear".
Mirrors and mirrors refuse symbolic meaning
The idea of multiple selves,
allow realities to mingle.
It's enough to make me glad
and to ensure I won't go mad...
It's the way to keep me limber.
All alone...
And cruise control...
Brings me up, to stars
Who's to say I won't go far?
Wake up on some chilly morn,
with indecision my crown of thorns
That I bed and leave, to return to
soon...
I could throw the crutch,
Give myself to the beast,
Realize my most here is only my least
And, plunge into the current of...
Some alien river...
To trust, that cruise control
Will bring me down to buried kingdoms
and serenity...
Consummated in your waking face.
We're driving and driving but who's
navigating here?
I ask her to pull over and she says...
"Yes, dear".
~lyrics and music written by Zara Ahmed~