Finding a dial tone

Have you ever felt the rush
Of panic stricken urges in your blood?
Like now I need to leave the room,
And suck the air, hope it will be enough!?
Oh God, my time’s running out,
I just can’t feel accepted can you help?
Although I’m so far away,
Forgive me for this stage of foul play.
So keep the curtains closed,
Remove the audience from their seats,
And when it’s overthrown
Then I’m free if you will fix me.

Have you ever felt the loss
And wished that you had never even loved?
Well now we are starving ourselves,
But saving ourselves from all of this!
Oh God, can you give me courage?
I feel so weak and sick in the stomach.
I know I’m in bad shape,
But I heard and believe that you save.
So keep the curtains closed,
Remove the audience from their seats.
Fix me into something wanted,
Don't let us stand alone.

Written by Chris Yeoman