shuffle along

i can't remember what is wrong. we got a lot more to go. i put a trash can by the road and filled it up just to lighten my load. i got nowhere to go. someone's alone, fell asleep on the phone, waiting like a dog for a bone. a fish in the sea can feel like it's completely alone. the world may never know.

i woke this morning deep in the earth, laying there with the granite and the moss. i was met by the sun. it was then i saw you there, down on the street my love. such a long way. no one to comfort you, to tell you you're needed. what's there left to believe in? so i signaled off to the high and crumbling moon. closed both my eyes and crawled under the sink. i felt you in my arms again.

we can't ask how. crowds jump to their death from the bridge as i walk by tonight. the whole jist of it there as we fall. you're not expected to know why in such a short time. and there are stanzas never meant to rhyme. we've marched so long. and we've much farther than we've gone to go.

this is not my day. and nobody really cares anymore anyhow. nobody called again. cause they said i'm too lazy to stay alive. every day it's another world and every change of tomorrow hungover and hungry to fix it. a miracle cure for my sorrow with pillows of  self-esteem. alone in a satellite dream. but i can't forget about a world where every beam i choose is shining alone on you.

all i wanted was a chance to say i would like to see you in the morning, rolling over just to have you there would make it easy for a little bit longer. but here, closer every year, so near the fear is coming clear. hottest summer in a hundred years, but summer didn't bother getting up this morning.

slipping on through the sensors, tripping over rails and fences made in the mists and the abyss. superheroes fighting crime with love and broken fists.

i can't stand to see your picture on the dresser where i left it. another sunny day and you're miles away. i could stand to be a fixture in a faded family picture. but i can't see the sunset. all i know is that you'd be perfect right now. you'll come to stay in my arms, you'll come sway in my arms. who cares if there's a party somewhere, we're gonna stay in.

ariadne sleeping - the clientele