i left the house and started the next chapter and flew with the feeling somewhere between bliss and how to redact her from the page ever present but hidden from past surrounded by circumstance i was high flying smothered with love but guarded by guilt i am standing in the middle of being wholly content and completely at odds with the life that i ve built two sides an everest climb a never ending tussle with the mind ive wasted two sides an everest climb a never ending tussle with the mind i ve wasted words on such things before oh ooh oooooh oh ooh oooooh this is some kind of life though