Voices From The Fuselage - Inner Child

Who are you?
Greetings fellow human i’m your guide…
Me to the furthest expanses of space and time.

(you were right)
You said this day would come,
I said to bite your tongue,
Hold that word in your lungs.
(hold it tight)
A figure to play god,
Holding my hand yet not,
Leading me forth to rot.

But i’m delirious, i’m delirious,
Because they’re claiming us. Yet we just watch and smile.
This is serious, this is serious.
Are you delirious? Where is your inner child?

With all my decomposing. I find a peace within my closing.

I’m addicted to this fantasy.
My inner child is waiting, it’s begging for more.
I don’t like your views on territory
If you want it, you take it, and claim it as yours.
Everybody thinks so differently.
The judgement, the lying, and there’s always more.
I’ll stay here in my fantasy.
With the magic and wonder. Through the clouds i soar.

I'll play the victim to no one.

I feel the knowledge, shame and wisdom
Breaking through my child’s mind.
I feel less hopeful, imagination’s waning.
This is infanticide.