Looking at the ceiling
Thinking,
Just thinking..
What you're gonna say
What you're gonna wear
What you wanna share.
Some think it's easy
To drift away anytime,
Some think it's hard
To go away 'til next time,
Some pray all night
Friends, family, health and all,
Some just like to listen
To the silence throughout the hall.
It can get so quiet
You don't want to break it
You just want to feel it,
Within your mind
Within this art
Within your eyes
Within your heart.
It's hard for me
To just start sleeping
But then I just look
Right up at the ceiling.