I've got nothing left to lose
as I am looking deep down
the swirling river
of Colorado.
Fear doesn't hold me anymore,
it lets me go.
Lie with me;
let me hold your pain
in my arms.
As it fades away,
your gaze is
in the middle of nowhere.
You can't take your look away
from the canyon plateaus that,
facing each other so aggressively,
seem like
two opposite feelings
confronting each other.
