I've been locked out
For twenty years or so
What is this age on me now
If memory serves 
Then I should recognize 
This staring glass

My legs so frail
Like I haven't stood in years
This gait so wrong
I crawl towards you
Familiar I would swear
Though name escapes me now

Fade and then return x2

Like baby's breath
I'm holding on to air
My lungs a thief 
Should I know you
A stranger though you seem
You feel like home

Fade and then return x4
What covers over you

William Fitzsimmons