The moments before a nice day
Spin the plates, spin the plates, spin the plates
If anything hits the fan... No
Spin the plates, spin the plates, spin the plates
It will all fall down... No
Breathe. No. Yes....
One step at a time (into oblivion)
Further in, further in, further in
I will rattle this breath into my lungs if it kills me
(That's the spirit)
Just take a step, a step, a step
Momentum, cling to it.
The end/beginning/middle
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2025
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