I'm staring out into that vaccum again
From the back porch of my mind
The only thing that's alive
I'm all there is
So I start attacking my vodka
Stab the ice with a straw
My eyes have turned red as stoplights
You seem ready to walk
You know I'll call you eventually
When I wanna talk
Until then you're invisible

Because there's a switch that gets hit
And it all stops making sense.
And in the middle of drinks
Maybe the fifth or sixth
I'm completely alone
At a table of friends
I feel nothing for them
I feel nothing
Nothing

Well I need a break from the city again
I think I'll ship myself back west
I got a friend there, she says
"Hey, anytime"
Unless that offer's expired
I have been less than frequent
She's under no obligation
To indulge every whim
And I'm so ungrateful, I take
She gives and forgives
And I keep forgetting it
And each morning she wakes
With a dream to describe
Something lovely that bloomed
From her beautiful mind
I said "I'll trade you one
For two nightmares of mine
I have some where I die
I have some where we all die"

I'm thinking of quitting drinking again
I know I said that a couple of times
And I'm always changing my mind
Well, I guess I am
But there's this burn in my stomach
And there's this pain in my side
And when I kneel at the toilet
And the morning's clean light
Pours in through the window
Sometimes I pray I don't die
I'm a goddamn hypocrite

But the night rolls around
And it all starts making sense
There is no right way or wrong way
You just have to live
And so I do what I do
And at least I exist

What could mean more than this?

What could mean more?
Mean more?

Annons

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October 2009