I like to be
I like to be
where nothing exists
Nothing
Not the sound of my breath
Nor the beat of my heart
Not even the wheeze in the
back of my throat
Just me
and my ceiling fan
Shhhhhhhh
I like to be
where nothing exists
Nothing
Not the sound of my breath
Nor the beat of my heart
Not even the wheeze in the
back of my throat
Just me
and my ceiling fan
Shhhhhhhh