Deas Vail
standing still
I wonât pretend that we are all friends, when all of us know that weâre not.
I am afraid of pulling my name, away from the place that I know Iâve been.
On this slow down decent.
The collapse of the world on the quietest day. This time itâs the sun standing still.
And holding on hope for something thatâs good. Well Iâve come now as far as I can go today. In this vast empty space.
Donât give up now. Donât give up now, no. Donât throw your heart away.