Theft and Bright Eyes

I cant breath sometimes.
Too many words stuck in my throat, no air can get in,
Its all trapped in my chest
Circulating nowhere and becoming nothing.
My hands move like suffocating fish,
Moving toward something they cant reach,
Pulling me along.
An adventure Im not sure I want to see through.
My steps are always stopped by a contantly ringing phone
And the angry man waiting on the other end
I failed him
He punished me
I apologized
He left me
I loved him
He lied to me
And still for more he begs.
Go away he says, as I move toward the door.
Why do you leave me? I guess you never cared....
He throws words at my back, while Im doing what Im told.
I'd make a deal with anyone who'd take it
Just let me walk away... please
I am told I'll be free once I have died
From the shackles of language and measureable time,
Ill move along with the ghosts
As we shuffle to our beds
Singing "walk away, walk away"
I push my hands through my hair
They come up empty,
No answers tonight.
I just want to make,
A clean break.
So Im leaving but I dont care where to.