The rain starts again and all those around me search for cover.
I light a cigarette, take off my shoes and dance like a dream possessed by agonising daylight.
When the gutter life is full I must abolish this way of living, collect all I have left and sink back into the open throated screaming.
The leaves fall off, and I'm so afraid of myself I sometimes pretend I'm someone else.
Black tipped toes in the dirt, stone beneath my nails, and all clock faces are full of nightmare smiles.
I found 27 pieces of silver that I need to clean today, all my shirts shrunk in the wash and they say it's only Tuesday.
I light a cigarette, take off my shoes and dance like a dream possessed by agonising daylight.
When the gutter life is full I must abolish this way of living, collect all I have left and sink back into the open throated screaming.
The leaves fall off, and I'm so afraid of myself I sometimes pretend I'm someone else.
Black tipped toes in the dirt, stone beneath my nails, and all clock faces are full of nightmare smiles.
I found 27 pieces of silver that I need to clean today, all my shirts shrunk in the wash and they say it's only Tuesday.