Pan's Pencil

Take it back
Slow it down
Stop the clocks
so I can breathe

Take it back
Easy now
Let me in
so I don’t freeze

Caught in a lucid dream
Don’t want to let go
These signs are not what they seem
but I don’t want to know – no!

Words condense
on glassy walls
I can’t reach
over to you

Inkless pen
Voiceless calls
Hollow speech
and no way through

This room has a thousand doors
with brick walls behind
Trapped in fear and remorse
Please guide me, I’m blind!

Take it back
Slow it down
Stop the clocks
so I can breathe…