I wake
You're holding me
I'm safe
Fall back asleep
Stare down the barrel is what we said
Ignorant of what it really meant to be dead
Now my name's a string of syllables he can't connect
And I crave conversation with imaginary friends
He's doing fine, at least I suspect
Our memories collect dust in the backrooms of his head
He's in my skin, in my blood, he's in every breath
I shut my eyes and I-- I take a step
Shut my eyes and I take a step
I wake
You're holding me
I'm safe
Fall back asleep
Ahhh
Ahhh
Ahhh
Ahhh
