Saturday, November 29, 2008

Now it's day and I've been trying to get that taste off my tongue
I was dreaming of just you, now our cereal, it is warm
Attractive day in the rubble of the night from before
Now I can't walk in a vacuum, I feel ugly, feel my pores
It's the trees of this day that I do battle with for the light
Then I start to feel tragic, people greet me, I'm polite
"What's the day?"
"Whats you doing?"
"How's your mood?"
"How's that song?"
Man it passes right by me, it's behind me, now it's gone
And I can't lift you up cause my mind is tired
It's family beaches that I desire
A sacred night where we'll watch the fireworks
They frightened the babies and you know they've got two flashing eyes
And if they are color blind, they make me feel that you're only what I see sometimes.

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