I'll build a stage to express myself
But there's a catch - its a free world.
Though you know the freedom of decision
is limited in time
Too many staying words
Too many strides
Too much jealousy
Too many spides
Now I count to 10
It ends before it began!
Hey - here comes the countdown. I’ll swallow the light. Are you prepared to embrace the night?”
Here comes the countdown. I breath into space - and even the last one sees my face.