Diaphane, Adiaphane

Say what it is you need to make you feel
like you can do anything. You can be anything.
Hold on tight and we’ll get through this.
Rest your head, please do. Womb of sin, why in?
It’s a gate or a door, dear.
If you should sleep, I hope that seconds turn to days
so you can feel like we have fixed everything.
Shut your eyes and see that we’ll get through this.