To The Wire - Gaz Coombes

I want to cut myself

Cut myself down

Before it’s too late

I want to touch solid ground

I want to talk myself

Talk myself round

But all the words fail

They don’t make a sound

A hanging photograph

Edge of the trees to California

You were the star above us all

A battle-cry for when we fall

Stay in my heart

Out of sight, you’re hard to find

Wake from the start

Cross the line and cut the wire

I only numb myself when I feel I could drown

No I won’t break

I’m gonna turn this one around

If anyone can

I get this feeling

Like I jump from a moving train or I’m falling from a great height

But am I losing this war with myself?

I’m on the frontline this could be hell

But I see through the cracks

And these eyes

Are fixed on a hole in the dirt

But I’ll stay in the sand

Until I know it’s time to finally wake up

Stay in my heart

Out of sight, you’re hard to find

Wake from the start

Cross the line and cut the wire

A solid light

A lone dancer

I’m too afraid to hear the answer

A new life

A new new sound

Down to the wire