it's monday
and you're staring at trees again
(better find a reason somewhere)
it's funny when they don't even know it's you
by thursday pull the shades
turn the lights down dim
(better find a reason somewhere)
it's better when they don't even know it's you
hungry pages
ripe for the taking
shaking hands that can not feed you...
so far nothing gets me outside at all
unkept corners need to be tended to
i'm making a scene, i know
i'm making a scene (you know,too)
these inbetweens...
all in reverse...
...aren't so easy.
...sky was never so tall.
as i blended in i catch a glimpse
of what they were...
what were they?
so far nothing gets me outside at all
unkept corners need to be tended to
i'm making a scene i know
i'm making a scene i know
i'm making a scene i know