Fear of flying
Fear of dying
Fear of living, life
Cancel everything
No chance to sing
Afraid
Don’t touch don’t breathe
Healed if you believe
Shake hands, no
Wiggle a toe
Give a wink or a nod
Don’t cry
on my shoulder
Your grief could make me die
Will we get older?
Shout to the Gods why
Isolate, vegetate
Don’t be late
Hibernate
The arts are dead
Its all in your head
Blame the president.
