The pace is so fast I hear my brain stop
This is not love but a matter of the heart
My cor loves running and jumping
Beyond all my control
What made my heart faster than me?
Did I plant beans and harvest corn?
Drink too much, overly mourn?
How did time get too short and too long?
But this mistake is no mistake
My heart wants to beat too fast
Beat me
Show who’s boss
I look down from a ceiling and see myself flat
A quick change, simple, just like that
What can I do to make this vision untrue?
The surgeon appears most particular
Her statistics demand a good result
My heart is in her hands
I fold my hands over my heart
Might I get a second start?
I await the relief of waking
