Lights and sounds and activity<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Should be awash in sensation<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But nothing feels quite like<\/p>\n\n\n\n
the way it\u2019s meant to be <\/p>\n\n\n\n
And I\u2019m lost again<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In beeps and boops<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And the unexpected pain<\/p>\n\n\n\n
All I can do is carry on<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Throughout the darkness as it falls<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So much to do and yet so empty<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Body is weak and limbs are heavy<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There\u2019s nothing more to carry me<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Buried in this fool\u2019s parade<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And yet I can\u2019t stop now<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Not hidden in the pounding<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nor asleep against the wheel<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lifted by the frames of metal<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But never quite so gone as I am now. <\/p>\n<\/body>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"