all of the madness in your heart

all of the stops and all the starts

I want you to know

if I left you something

all of the lies that you could stash

all of my racing made you crash

up on your ledge

did I teach you something

can't beat me

turn around and see me fly

turn around and watch you try

just see me hold me up against the sky

high enough to see my sides

or where I end

all of the hot and all the cold

all of me watching you grow old

I held up the weight

as I wait for something

burning, my head's hot in my hands

churning, my stomach lifts that lead

you left the hole

are you holding something?