Sitting in the dark on my own
A fly keeps on bugging me for light
I kindly tell it goodnight and I hear these voices above me
I ignore them
Who am I right now while the world goes fast asleep?
Reverberating voices come from all places
I shouldn’t think too much
The voices, the dark, and I think of the ocean passing my mind by
Take a drink of the potion and I suddenly am in motion
Sitting quietly without disturbance
Your body charging softly on your bed
Making a fool out of me on our lord’s day
You gave my expectations a weary move to a reality
Making me fall into a box, making me struggle, eternal sigh
Don’t trust them they’ll put a scam on your self-esteem
What could I do without my mind if I didn’t behave the way I am
Tearing me out hair from reality
She asked me if I’m alive, if I’m alright , If I’m alert
Changing and forming to the static
She makes the most loudest hums upon the only light on the street
And I guess I’m slipping away from fantasy
