both hands as blinds before your eyes 
to absorb the blinding rays of light 
of the early rising morning sun 
when the moon turned its back on one 
was it meant to fail 
was it meant to break 
a disturbing scenery 
I had to look away 
I couldn't see 
I couldn't breathe 
you twist your limbs 
and I turn the sheets 
it's such a scary ride I clasp my fingers in my seatbelt 
on the passenger side my vision is flawless 
except for this cracked windshield "sight" the world's so fast flashing by 
I try to hold my head up high 
so I can see, observe and successfully abide 
what everybody around me calls a meaningful life 
met northbound; perfectly aligned 
like our bodies; like you and I 
they dwell for seconds; hold each other tight 
before they part, shut eyes and die 
they promise to be one again in time 
oh how they wish; oh how they care 
not knowing that one of them won't be there 
hoping both of them will be there 
both hands have shattered 
before your eyes 
and now they settle as dust 
with these sunset skies