Answer
|
You
|
walk
|
into
|
the
|
room
|
I
|
go
|
quiet
|
I
|
catch
|
your
|
eyes
|
and
|
don’t
|
blink
|
an
|
eyelid
|
Feels
|
like
|
the
|
world
|
locked
|
us
|
on
|
an
|
island
|
An
|
island
|
without
|
waves
|
I
|
try
|
and
|
try
|
to
|
forget
|
you
|
But
|
your
|
mother
|
thinks
|
that
|
I’m
|
the
|
best
|
for
|
you
|
I
|
try
|
and
|
try
|
to
|
erase
|
you
|
But
|
you
|
won’t
|
|
Answer
|
disappear
|
Feels
|
like
|
every
|
time
|
I
|
turn
|
a
|
corner
|
you’re
|
standing
|
right
|
there
|
Over
|
my
|
shoulder
|
you’re
|
everywhere
|
I
|
swear
|
it’s
|
hard
|
to
|
think
|
it’s
|
hard
|
to
|
breathe
|
when
|
you’re
|
in
|
the
|
air
|
I
|
try
|
to
|
run
|
but
|
you’re
|
everywhere
|
I
|
go
|
When
|
I
|
think
|
I’m
|
all
|
alone
|
And
|
my
|
heart’s
|
under
|
control
|
Why
|
is
|
loving
|
you
|
|
Answer
|
not
|
fair?
|
You’re
|
everywhere
|
The
|
ground
|
beneath
|
my
|
feet’s
|
a
|
bit
|
colder
|
I
|
see
|
your
|
face
|
in
|
people
|
I
|
don’t
|
know
|
Feels
|
like
|
the
|
world
|
is
|
twisting
|
in
|
slow-mo
|
And
|
I’m
|
stuck
|
in
|
one
|
place
|
I
|
try
|
and
|
try
|
to
|
forget
|
you
|
But
|
your
|
mother
|
thinks
|
that
|
I’m
|
the
|
best
|
for
|
you
|
I
|
try
|
and
|
try
|
to
|
|
Answer
|
erase
|
you
|
But
|
you
|
won’t
|
disappear
|
Feels
|
like
|
every
|
time
|
I
|
turn
|
a
|
corner
|
you’re
|
standing
|
right
|
there
|
Over
|
my
|
shoulder
|
you’re
|
everywhere
|
I
|
swear
|
it’s
|
hard
|
to
|
think
|
it’s
|
hard
|
to
|
breathe
|
when
|
you’re
|
in
|
the
|
air
|
I
|
try
|
to
|
run
|
but
|
you’re
|
everywhere
|
I
|
go
|
When
|
I
|
think
|
I’m
|
all
|
alone
|
And
|
my
|
heart’s
|
under
|
|
Answer
|
control
|
Why
|
is
|
loving
|
you
|
not
|
fair?
|
You’re
|
everywhere
|
Everywhere
|
Everywhere
|
I
|
go
|
But
|
you’re
|
still
|
not
|
here
|
No
|
you’re
|
still
|
not
|
here
|
Feels
|
like
|
every
|
time
|
I
|
turn
|
the
|
corner
|
you’re
|
standing
|
right
|
there
|
I
|
swear
|
it’s
|
hard
|
to
|
think
|
it’s
|
hard
|
to
|
breathe
|
when
|
you’re
|
in
|
the
|
air
|
Feels
|
like
|
every
|
time
|
I
|
turn
|
|
Answer
|
the
|
corner
|
you’re
|
standing
|
right
|
there
|
Over
|
my
|
shoulder
|
you’re
|
everywhere
|
I
|
swear
|
it’s
|
hard
|
to
|
think
|
it’s
|
hard
|
to
|
breathe
|
when
|
you’re
|
in
|
the
|
air
|
I
|
try
|
to
|
run
|
but
|
you’re
|
everywhere
|
I
|
go
|
When
|
I
|
think
|
I’m
|
all
|
alone
|
And
|
my
|
heart’s
|
under
|
control
|
Why
|
is
|
loving
|
you
|
not
|
fair?
|
You’re
|
everywhere
|
you’re
|
everywhere
|
|