Oh, Hooray - as lost as moths

This is what I do recall
My train in freefall
My head
Slow motionary ping pong on the walls
I'm blue as moths
I'm sick as dogs
Cross in my palm
Face mask on
Oh my god, holy day
I'm dancing in our rubble
Hey, I'm all in knots how strange
Were they riots or parades
It's tough
To sort through flame or laughter
The dust, it's in our mouths
Help me spit it out
Say you're leavin' now
And I won't calm down
I had so much to lose
I just prayed it would not be you

Written by:
James McDonald

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