My (sa)Yang is missing, knocked off my feet
Will my yin return and restore my balance?
Doesn't look like anytime soon, if at all
So clumsy... hope I don't knock anything over

My mind is weary from fighting the demons and quelling permutations
And dreams turned nightmares are getting worse and worse
In the dark about everything about you
It's like oceans, or planets, separate us
But don't want to be a bother instead of help

Look to August
Just hold on to that hope of happiness