i’ve been out of my mind

got what you wanted
laying down just letting it all
sink in

big house
bright lights
who could ask for anything more?

i guess it all just goes to show
you’ve finally woken up

crippling
loneliness
better than
knee-buckling
numbness
i suppose

he said,
drive like there’s somewhere to go
but i still don’t know…

what a disappointment
you can’t roll over and wake up for the day
what a horror:
to realize you can’t remember your own life

oh but it’s all coming back to me now

i hate that you were supposed to save me from all of this
pour me back inside my skin
but you didn’t, and now nothing can

oh the wind is blowing
change is just around the corner

today

wonderful daze
i want to lay beneath the sun and wrap it all between my fingers

wide eyes

i wonder if you see two worlds:
how things seem
and how things really are

cold shoulders
how could i say to the stranger on the sidewalk,
you fascinate me

looking back through the years,
i finally see
behind my own mask
behind those
devil needs,
crossed-eyes and
crooked teeth
i am
a little broken
a little bruised

but i am ready

strange days

these sure are

strange days
having trouble sleeping?
how about
staying awake?

the stars look like they could

fall right out of the sky
oh, change sure is the easy part

is this the real life?
where has the time gone?
oh, the sun is up

and
the caffeine doesn’t touch at all
these cigarettes don’t touch at all
you don’t touch
at all

i’m coming home

from the phantom snow
that whispered its name on the freeway
from the cracked glass that became the
frozen icecaps
stopped at a red light and watched
the trains roll by
the engine howled the whole time

from that familiar
sleeping sickness
ache in your back

i braved
hurricanes
broken teeth
and that beer-drenched
bathroom sink
god-damn apartment
pesky voice in my head
same old hand on your chest
i’m not there yet
and the one last ghost that moaned

i saw a sleeping tiger
snap up from a dream
oh, the things i have seen…

to the snow on the road
to the sun behind the moon
to the light on the mountains
i watched the trains belt towards tomorrow and cried,

“i’m coming home”