(for lynda petranek)
climbing to the top of mountains
reaching for the sky it disappears
watch my hands lose their grip
watch my life lose its meaning
(what`s my life it`s losing meaning)
I wish I could climb
to the top with you
I`d pick you up and cradle the fall
I wish I had the hand to heal you
only my hand is so small
struggle for the point of gravity
search for that slice of light
your breath beats through me
I keep struggling
breath bearts through you
keep struggling
breath beats
things just got rolling here
you started dying
it might be heaven there
what if they`re lying
if I could climb to the top with you
if I had the strength I`d heal you
(if I)
she needs with anger heart
and cancer breast
a lap to rest
she needs a lap to rest