The Piano creates the rain
sadly reminding girls of boys of the strain
that is the world outside
and the cries from wolves that are muffled by the
trucks colliding with each other
at midnight

and the world is what wants to say goodbye
for I know that it is I that wishes to start all over
every day only dreaming that the world
could be screaming an scheming to send me back
to know the do's and the do not's of the standards
of the universe
and the galaxy ***** the world in the spits it back out
every time I wake up

the bed spins and I chew packs of gum within an hour
for all the power held to me is the vulnerability of my
wealth and steam
and the girls inbetween

through the insults and the rain
I have left my mark across the scale
and in vain I have fallen to the bottom
this time still chewing lots and lots of gum
to keep me occupied from the thoughts
that are slowly making my mind more gray
and it was fine for a little while
and perhaps I'm only overreacting,
that I'm underrated and someone's
angel that exploded into a star
but slowly eternity isn't looking so peaceful,
only sleep.