If it were colors and shapes we imagine
Instead of all of this weight that we have to carry
Would you be able to breathe?
And if you could just find where that comfort resides
No distraction or movement that fucks with your mind
Would you let them see?
While beneath the ocean I met with the captain
Who sank to the floor on his ship
All of his passengers escaped to safety
But he was not done with his trip
He looked up and smiled, asked me "how do you do?"
I told him I'm losing my grip
He told me "son, if you want to hold onto yourself
Then let yourself slip"#colorsandshapes