Wonderstand
Stephen McRae, William Brewster
It starts at dark
Knees tucked deep
All we know
Is dreams of sleep
In and out
of consciousness
Feeling only
Warmth of breath
I wonder where you stand
Awake but numb
Inside my brain
Asleep on my toes
I must abstain
The fear appears
On the incline
I Turn back
Again this time
Into light
Only fright
All that might
I wonder where we stand
I have a question for my sanity
Do I control you
Or, you me
Do you pretend to be
Or is the pretense me
Is it just me
Just me
Is it just me