06_i'm fading

angie fights crime

it’s like, falling, without a sense of down
it’s like feeling, without a hint of doubt
it’s like melting without a pot to hold your soul
it’s like failing but without ever being told
I’m fading, away
their story could be our story
their longing could be the sun up in the sky
it’s not going down, it’s not sinking lower
it’s not time to sleep, it’s not the morning after
I’m fading, into me
into the light, away