troubled mind in search
of a bright neon day.
I swim to shore
the only route to take
is perfection itself.
The stars lead the way
as waves make [bad word] 
Oh how I feel all that I need
under my thoughts,
under my fears.
Little things I know they real
they make my [bad word] 
Little things and all they bring
are fragments bitter sweet
cause glitter is no goal.
Simple things are all I need
a friend to hold, to guide

If you should go,
If you should go now,
go now...

I found myself alone
with no centre no home
but I won't close my eyes
the thing I love the most.
I'm letting you go,
but I won't give up hope.