I awaken to find myself in this room
the same room as yesterday
and the same room as tomorrow
my eyes are drawn towards the stain on the wall
even though it was pained over a year ago now

Comfortably numb in my cotton world
where I feel no turbulence
The pills aren't necessary, no matter
what's written on the doctors papers
just sleep
and eat
and sleep
and breath
and...

When the waves crash against the shore
I'm left wanting more and more
to soar like an eagle
or reclaim lady liberty

But if I had to choose between freedom
and breakfast for two
a quiet lake and an ever changing sky
it would be been you
if only
if only

I remain in my slumber
the cracks begin to show
outside, a terrible winter
without snow, just bitter wind
my dreams begin to splinter

The world looks better on paper
or digitally remastered
one's and zero's tell my story better than I
ever could, the spotlight sweeps over where I
used to stand, with arms outstretched
taking a bow, blowing kisses
to one one, really

I stand at the shore and watch
as the ships set sail
not with anger, nor with resentment
I just wait for them to sink, because
they'll need an anchor

I feel the sunlight through my
window, a good morning kiss,
but it fades away before night time
falls

Should I wait for you?
Even if it's in the arms and legs of
someone who tells me I'm not fucking her
she's fucking me
Should I wait on the shore
or should I swim?
Or should I simply wake up
in the same tomb as yesterday
and tomorrow?

Daze
3:26am, Friday 23rd October 2009