[01:45.05]She’s panic buying,
[01:47.58]walking down the aisle that she feels identified in.
[01:56.56]It’s number seven,
[01:59.20]where the colour smears into photographs of heaven.
[02:08.44]Don’t raise your voice if you’re talking to me.
[02:19.38]We’re only Temporary.
[02:46.51]She plays the numbers,
[02:48.80]seconds hiss away until a day is just a flicker.
[02:57.98]Her goddess slumbers,
[03:00.38]waiting in her dream until the memory is quicker.
[03:09.72]Don’t raise your hands it’s easy can’t you see.
[03:20.67]We’re only temporary.