The 2 o'clock sun casts shadows
On the walls of this hell
Smoke around my form
Like love, like love, like love
And what am I doing with my life
You told me a thousand times that you trust me
You trust me
And I should do what I love
But that's not enough
It's lovely
It's ugly
Salt air brought me here
To picture the stars at ten
So alone in a curtain crack
What's it like to be dead
Illuminated panels of my bed
Rocking me into a sleep of unease
There's an echo of the past
Of the breeze and the sleep
And the sleep
And what am I doing with my life
You told me a thousand times that you trust me
You trust me
And I should do what I love
But that's not enough
It's lovely
It's ugly
And I don't know if I'll be here again tomorrow
You're a pathway
You're a Sunday
And everyone should love
But that's not enough
It's lovely
It's ugly
All we know is creation
We know nothing about nothingness
All we know is creation
We know nothing about nothingness
And I'm a distortion of importance
And I'm a distortion of importance