The AZooNY Band

Could it be-
The way I sense
Can’t you see-
My life's deep dents

Mountains move
In on top of us
And I loose
My sense of touch
I fail

Can't believe
The notches in the stone
Permanent inflections there
Engraved them on my own

But it gives me
Quite the rush
And I loose
My sense of touch
I fail

Do you know where I might go
To be all alone
Caus’ you know that I can’t balance here
On a blades edge, I’m thrown

But it gives me
Quite the rush
And I loose
My sense of touch
I fail

But I’ve got to win this time