Jeremy Dyen Walking Into Walls
Lately when I’ve seen you there’s a clouded glaze covering your eyes
It’s almost like you’re sleeping as you’re walking into walls
Walking into walls
“Take this hand,” you tell me, “See the lines disappear—
disappear.”
“Take this hand and help me keep from walking into walls,
Walking into walls.”
Now I see you break into a million and one pieces
That’s a million more of you to walk right into walls
Walk right into walls
It would be my pleasure to pick your pieces one by one
But you would have the power just the same
Just the same
I cannot be your light but I will hit the switch inside you
