Magic Pig

These are the days when you don’t feel like something

Walking to breathe into gradual nothing

Days go by with nothing for you

Knowing this

I know now

I need love

I need

Days go by so

Filled in a way like you might even say you are lost at home

So, this must be my new world

All that trying needs to stop

And your thinking needs a break

You might find in a month you’re learning to forget

You might hear that voice again

You might see that face again

You won’t know its for you

You won’t see that its you

But 'til this time

You might not stand

You might not last 'til all that love