I don’t know if it’s the meds or the enlightenment 
But I’m feeling detached
And it’s the kinda road there’s no way back
And I’m just standing in the queue
And the one I’m waiting for is you
And he’s singing his soul and I wish he was mine
Why do I do this all of the time 
Coz it’s impossible, he’s on the stage
And the girls are screaming like he’s all the rage 
And his hair is long and his locks are pretty
And I would love to rule this city
But he’s a triad long past going
I remember UCD when it was snowing
And the boy I loved back then
The fittest male on repeat again
As my heart tells me to be who I am
Like Kilglass chasing Sam 
For the thousandth time
I make my own pain rhyme
And it is longing and it is desire 
He sets my soul on fire 
With his softly so
There are deserts that I would go
Just to meet him at the gate
I dunno why I wait
For the perfect scene 
Like it could be in a dream
Like I made of you
But the urge is pulling the needle through 
And it’s sewing a seam
Threading a quilt with what’s spilt, it seems 
And the love’s in the wanting
But there’s something in me that’s haunting 
Every step I take 
It’s what happens when the demon wake