Unspoken problems
Quickly dusted under carpets
They're just lint now
And my asthma's picking up
I've made it tough, took no advices
Fought with myself
And it's clear now
I haven't been in enough fights
If you knew, my baby
What I go through on daily basis
Drowning through phases is filling my lungs
With anxious actions of love
You learned of particles too young
Read up on articles and some facts
Of life make you feel
Meaningless
It's not a great truth, I suppose
To pose through life and decompose
Opposes any sense
Of self relevance
If I knew, my baby
What you go through on daily basis
To fear I'm depressed again, pressed up against
Worried eyes, good intent
The waves will keep on crashing
Birds indoors will keep on thrashing
Gracelessly hatching
A better way out
If we knew, my baby
What we go through on daily basis
Incessantly floating through space and time
Stardust caught up in our eyes
Ends abruptly, no reprise...