But you're just needing more. Something's missing, some kind of, other side. You know that edging can only get you so far. You need that thing that you've never done before.
Sitting there blank and vacant. You don't want to cure this amnesia. I've already ruined so much of you; laid so much to waste. And I'm just going to keep erasing. There's no chasm if you can't see the sky.
