Another Day

I fall asleep. Wearing nothing at all.

Wishing youd be, be there to blow my mind.

In the middle of silly cotton laced cartwheels I noticed

you were jealous and gay.



So I lay. Curled up in your shadow.

As you play your baby grand piano.

I hear you sing.. things look pretty good which means

weve stumbled through another day.



How can we fight when theres nothing left to say to

you? I might seem lacking int the way I try to say

to you, I like the way you like the way I look

at you in shadowed rooms, with blanket smiles that

brush against your mind. You broke my watch.

Yet it's a beautiful day to fall in love, coddle

the afterthoughts. Of why things won't mend I can't

comprehend what happened on our strawberry hill.



How can we fight when theres nothing left to say to

you? I might seem lacking int the way I try to say

to you, I like the way you like the way I look

at you in shadowed rooms, with blanket smiles that brush against your mind.



Asleep again, this tim I'm truly alone.

And so I dream, dream I was flying again.

I saw a plane. An airplane in the sky, with me.



Jump out of bed. And blaze my way to the kitchen.

Try to call but the dial tone is missing.

So I cry in my coffee and writhe on the floor,

this is no way to start a brand new day.



How can we fight when theres nothing left to say to

you? I might seem lacking in the way I try to say to

you, I like the way you like the way I look at

you in shadowed rooms, with blanket smiles that brush against your mind.