(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