Produced by blackwinterwells
Mixed & mastered by Disjointed
lyrics
[Verse 1]
It’s been long since I packed luggage
Tossed my belongings and that rubbish
I feel like a weary old elm
Whose acorns fill the material realm
My soul sleeps in a bleak motel
And it’s cold in the sheets, couldn’t sleep so well
No fault in my dreams though
Crawled on my knees, so I hope this at least goes well
I zipped up the bags with my notebooks
Avoiding the internal casting of cold looks
Stacks of my old books shaky
Can’t relax, on the whole, look shady
[Verse 2]
I can hear the heavy train over yonder
I’m scared, wish I had a demiplane I could conjure
I could hide away a day maybe longer
Hibernate me a grenade in a launcher
Eyes glaze over out of consciousness
Guess when I gained compliments, accomplished less
Bless those souls but curse my crookedness
Me and my one track mind like a rook in chess
Tsk tsk, it’s the mess you make
That you also have to clean up, unless
You flake, buy nuts for three bucks
Guess you ate, push the train seat up say restroom break
I return to my seat
Gaze outside, see the world in repeat
Blurred, where’s the chirping in trees?
Greyed out skies are the word on the street
[Verse 3]
Mind the gap when you’re leaving the train
If you tripped wouldn’t that be unseemly and lame
I have no big wish for your media fame
I just aim for some punk to graffiti my name
Tunnels, disgust, irritation
Coughed a lungful of dust from the station
Lost, paused inhalation, I walked
Hummed in the dusk on my way in the fog
[Verse 4]
I walk out and the street lights blink
Like a greeting, a code like a seaside wink
I walk past a convenience store
What a store gotta be so convenient for?
I lag out in the lights as I think
Of the nights that I spend, all the nights on the brink
Cast out every likely event
When I lash out, spit what I writes in the sink