Going Crazy - Christopher K. G. Hagadone

Dim light like a sunset resides in my eyes. Deeper and further I'm dancing I'm trying to make it through the dark into the light. My hearts beating I am alive. Pulse is still there shadows of light then pitch black. I sustain the flickering remains. A girl mumbles to me that she's in love for the depth of my hug dancing to a beat so happily her illustration is beauty.

This intensity gots' me going crazy she whips her hips with the smoothest skin her body's sweatn' with a language I'm trying to begin. This intensity gots' me going crazy she whips her hips with the smoothest skin her body's sweatn' with a language I'm trying to begin.

She whispers softly to my ear dragging me somewhere. The air is thick my heart doesn't fear. I'm going slowly towards a place the speakers are loud people saying hi laughing for me waving goodbye.

This intensity gots' me going crazy she whips her hips with the smoothest skin her body's sweatn' with a language I'm trying to begin. This intensity gots' me going crazy she whips her hips with the smoothest skin her body's sweatn' with a language I'm trying to begin.

Her hand lays on the door my sweat is dripping more than hers. Complete silence her smile turns we sit and talk. Stars are out the moon I've gained. We're cooler and tame. We speak in a language we both maintain.

This intensity gots' me going crazy she whips her hips with the smoothest skin her body's sweatn' with a language I'm trying to begin. This intensity gots' me going crazy she whips her hips with the smoothest skin her body's sweatn' with a language I'm trying to begin.