Practice In Blue

I walked outside my door

To find what I’m looking for

A line, a phrase, a single word

One truth that’ll help me stand

Wish - I - could - fly

Run races in my head

Smoke's thick, my eyes are bright red

I stepped outside my door

Recollect and I think once more

A thought, an itch, a single twitch

One truth that’ll help me stand

Wish - I - could - fly

Run races in my head

Smoke's thick, my eyes are bright red

I - have - lost my head