Waiting
Head low by a stop-sign
Sulking
Lost in my mind
Tangled on a wire
The shadings
Darken on this canvas
Brush strokes in the shape of
Footprints on the side
Of the precipice
Like the paintings on the wall
I just hang and gather dust
While the record player turns
To a song I've never heard
Completely
Washed out of the scenery
Gray tones unappealing
Visions in black and white
Where's the light
I've been awake for days
Trying to make some space
I've been awake for days
I've been awake for days
In the state I'm in
I've been awake for days
I'm fading
Like the paintings on the wall
I just hang and gather dust
While the record player turns
To a song I've never heard