I Struggle With Life

When the world darkens and the nimbus hovers, I reserve. A psychological hibernate, the numbing, the alternative, call it what you will. The result's the same. I'd honestly rather a deep freeze as opposed to sliding off the axis. A soft dive into a semi oblivion, put off temporarily for the sake of a few songs. The kind that beckon emotion. I swear, genuine sensation of any kind can be so rare, sometimes. Some long periods of time, in fact. The music's there to bring me the silver lining, you know? 'Reminds of purple sunsets, just off the crests of beautiful waves beyond. Mellow streets and shaded alleyways and suburbs. I love those kind of bus rides. The way worlds pass you buy, the people, their ex<x>pressions. God, I love that. Soakin' it all in..