Once by the ocean, blue and bold, swallowing sin floating cold in a picture, perched with a murder of crows I count my reasons, watch my holes as they grow swallowing all my hope and in that sunlight shoal, faint and fickle I'm running scared blind yet beautiful and unaware I'm still a child, cloudy eyes pregnant with rain, and the chemical smoke blocking my brain, makes me sad, really really, ,sad I never see it. I never saw it.

maybe i just want your attention today.