The walls were weighed down with diamonds,daring me to stay a second longer,racing heart,raging spirit,staring around at the same day, lived again and again.This time,no matter the cost, I choose to live.

We build together,but it’s all as fragile as a dandelion in bloom.You’ll fly away and return when everything falls and fades,finding yourself in a phone box,dialling and dying over the wires,doing the same damage and swallowing the same cycle of sorrow.You cry, and cry, and cry,cyclonic, the same season again and again,and I build,but it’s…