I’m up before the sun most days
Drinking instant coffee and debating with myself
I write out all my thoughts and no conclusions come to mind
The phone rings off the hook but no one calls
I leave the house but never go outside
And every wall remembers what I’ve done behind fresh paint
No grounds for or from
I sleep before the dawn, between the lines
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