Push

PUSH
Just a little push,
Just a little release,
Just a little lift to get me through the night.
Started as a whisper.
Grew to be a scream.
The illusion of a savior’s now
The devil that I feed.
The savior’s now the devil that I feed.

But the angel at my window
Brings me all the comfort that I need,
And the angel hovering at my window
Promises to watch over me.
She promises to watch over me.

Colors all around me,
Colors I can’t see,
Colors that have long since faded to grey.
Everybody sees it,
The brighter side of me,
But I can’t let them see
The darkness that I bleed.
No, they can’t see the darkness that I bleed.

But the angel at my window
Brings me all the comfort that I need,
And the angel flies in through my window
And promises to watch over me.
She promises to watch over me.

One more push,
One more release,
One more - ahhh - to try and dull the pain.
I’m washing in the weightlessness.
I’m floating in the light,
I’m hearing all the feathers
That carry me in flight.
The feathers that carry me in flight.

And the angel at my window
Brings me all the comfort that I need.
And the angel leads me through my window and
Promises to watch over me.
She flies me to the light where I am free.

Can you hear a heartbeat? C’mon. C’mon. C’mon!
Can you get a heartbeat? C’mon. C’mon! C’mon!
Can you get a heartbeat? C’mon. Please.
Can you hear a heart beat?