I am a plummeting plane. I see the clouds go past, And I close my eyes, sometimes, But I still feel where I’m going. Sometimes, I feel that

I find no release. I die. I die, Yet I’m not free. Not 'til I die.

Can you hear it? It is the cry of the poor. Their howling curls inside of my h… It pains me as if I were one of t… But, I am.

I often cajole myself Into crying, But I refrain. I know I’ll never stop.

There’s always a morning, But there’s the night, too. Every faith has a savior, But the devil always follows suit. There will be spring,

Last year seems years away. Last night seems lifetimes away. This moment seems like a dream.

I don’t understand. I don’t understand the cruelty The darkness The fear This choking feeling.

Wait 'til Michigan comes. I think I’ll wait 'til then. Think I’ll wait 'til I hear my co… Hear them loving me in Michigan. Think I’ll wait 'til I swim.

The devil’s in my midst.

You’re bleeding down my legs, Tangling me up in your fingers. I want to run my nails down your b… And sigh in your ear.

But I’m still a kid Only don’t tell my dad that. He’ll say, no, you’re not a kid And you haven’t been a kid in a lo… I guess that when I cry,

While you were gone, My childhood dog died. I wept for both of you, And I felt like a corpse. While you were gone,

Dignity is death.

Spring into fall, And we’ve all hit a wall. Love comes quickly. Sometimes, it grows. Summer, then rain,