playing dead

I thought about you again last night Stung like a memory in the back of my mind I started praying for a chance to rewrite Where did it go wrong? When did I go blind? While you were coming apart, I was moving away from you Hyperfocused on my narrow point of view Convinced I knew it all when I had only a grain of truth Saying, Little brother, it's all in your head Are you really asleep or just playing dead? Take a deeper breath and resuscitate (There is a better way) Give up broken limbs and regenerate (There is a better way) If we went back in time Would it keep the seconds from passing by? Would I have even tried To understand the thoughts you sought to hide? Could it have changed your mind If I'd saved my breath instead of speaking mine? In all my desperate callous tries To save you from your hollow vice I only addressed the surface I couldn't hold you in my hands Slipping through my fingers just like sand Still the question resounds in my head Take a deeper breath and resuscitate (There is a better way) Give up broken limbs and regenerate (There is a better way out of this) Open your eyes, wake up from your sleep (There is a better way) Finish what You started