I Go Deeper - Tim Bowness

A stairwell deserted

A building at night

I’m trapped in a fiction

A slave to the facts

Toy balloons, best wishes

Abandoned paper dishes

They’re waving at me

But I’m not waving back

I’m here, I’m sinking

Sinking deeper, I’m floating through time

Wild, desperate kisses

Fire escapes, near misses

Excuses are made

(Pre-planned) off the cuff

The sense of an ending

The ending of sense

A journey too far

But not far enough

I’m here, I’m sinking

Sinking deeper, I’m floating through time

I’m here, something’s missing

My mouth is moving

But the voice isn’t mine