The Keys to the Sun

I’m really trying
I keep trying
To forget some equations
People still watch you, even when I’m leaving
Im sick of walking this way
Spine pinned high with eyes ahead, not breathing

I asked to be somebody too,
Anything would do just fine
There’s just not all that much left for being

The ice that supports us already melted
Old myths are studied but long since decoded
When the whole world was eroded, the scraps were saved for you
Memoir of mankind
Making no difference
Except to those who wrote it

Metal is safe in rings on hands
Keys to the sun are kept in the nightstand
Season’s over, no need to worry
Young is the bride who you will ask to marry
Nothing remains still to want or beware of
Time is a task to remain taken care of