Nightvision

Black water
The thrill of the unknown
Blindfolded
Pulling me out overboard
Unspoken
But sitting inside all our words
Unfolding
The future from around my core
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
Slow motion
I’m showing all my fears
Forgotten
Fingers running through her hair
And time
Has ceased to matter anymore
And time becomes imagined
Like shadows reaching out from the wall
Slowing down it almost
Stops.
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
A shot ‘ '
Am I your ricochet?
Am I falling?
Am I your ricochet?
Where do we go from here?
(Am I falling)
(Am I your ricochet?)
Where do we go from here?
Am I falling?
Am I your ricochet?