Ain’t nothing I can do about it
Keep on rolling!
Take a moment
Watch out! For it is coming.

Towards me,
I can predict a crash.
Away from me,
I know it won’t last.

Writing helps it settle,
Words are good to register.
Maybe one day it will run out of ink,
Still, it keeps moving.

Ain’t much I can do about it,
Keep on rolling!
Take a moment
Watch out! For it is approaching.

Music helps it dissolve,
Like vodka in my lemon juice.
I know it’s there, of course,
But the taste isn’t that strong.

Maybe I can do something about it,
Keep on rolling!
Take a moment
Watch out! For it is near.

Sleep helps me hide from it,
Poof! Away my mind goes.
It’ll take a while to be seen again,
But it waits. It lingers.

I want to do something about it,
Keep on rolling!
Take a moment
Watch out! For it is here.

I’m getting tired,
My chest is heavy.
Perfume makes breathing easier,
But I can’t feel anything with that much on me.

I want to talk to someone,
But not too much.
I want to talk to you,
But not too much.

I’m afraid it is my constant trying to start again
That gets me caught up in these unstoppable circles.