if i lose it
charlie simpson
a camera smashed apart in my hands
microchips and memories falling through my fingers
your head's cut and my arm is broken
there are paramedics all around us now
i've been hooked up to these machines
they are breathing for me
and i've got words to say
we're holding on by the tips of our fingers
praying that life keeps a hold of me
we're just souls in the ether
so far away from these microchips and memories
i can't tell you what will happen