So why did you think that I couldn't of come back?
My ears are still screaming, my tears are still bleeding.
So watch me waiting, hesitating,
patiently obliterating my mind just to be creative.
Liquid Dreaming, Sun Drip season.
Watch me, you wait until you see that
the part of me was a part of you.
Some will say.
Waiting for it, let it happen.
Sit and wonder, picture-perfect.
Second guessing next to nothing.
But you couldn't see the way it happened.
Reaching for it, dreaming of it, sleeping through it.
Hold your breath and count it down.
Now you can repeat it.