I reach up and out into the darkness, the nothingness and I pull it toward me.
I am laid out on my back and then it’s 9’oclock in the morning.
The nothingness, I grip tight in the palm of my fists,
I kiss it, my fists; I make a wish. A wish I will share with the rest of the world
Because I pull it onto my face and it becomes my glow.
I will not try to hide it, not try to subdue.
Nothingness it may be, but it is newfound life to me.
And although they may say it’s another craze, another episode,
I will take my nothingness, my newfound life, my glow
And to all of the world I will let it showshowshow.