No teacher to follow. No prophet to tell me how. But I know what I want. I know what I want now. . Like water, it rushes. It's the last thing you see.
When all the stars were falling. I reached up like you said. All the stars were falling. One hit me in the head. . And I fell down, down, down. I fell down, down.
Waiting for Wednesday, my stomach doesn't hurt enough. Pain always is the sign. Waiting for Wednesday, no proof of mine exists. So l don't have to take it back.