A lot of people wish
To close their eyes
So when they open-
Everything will go away
I wish it everyday

When you feel alone
Your tears run down
To your chin because no
One is there to wipe them...
Out

The Air is my shoulder...

A smile is so hard to catch
When no one is there
To help
So my eyes close again
To forget it all

The Air is my shoulder...

Everywhere you turn
Your emotions run in cirlcles
Till finally you eyes close...
For the last time...

The Air is nothing
Just as I was nothing this whole time

Nothing but a whiper through
The air that feels...

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