Woke up early.



"-..I woke up early evening and I knew I was alone.
Did the sun come up or did it rain again? I'll never know
I felt the acid in my stomach rise above my throat as I dialled.

There was a message from my mother,
from about 7 AM said; I've forgotten what you sound like,
and I'm wonderin' how you've been?
I cried myself to sleep back on the floor,
Unconscious in denial.

Life is just a little part of what the world will do,
to get it's point across it beats you 'til you're black & blue
and decides just when you're in or when you're out.

There's a cafe just 'round the corner from the home I call a house.
I sit and play sudoku 'til I figure some shit out.
I drink the day's first coffee and I smoke the last cigarette of my life...

And I'm wondering out of all the crazy places that I've been,
would it ever be as good as sittin' here just with a friend?
Where it's always understood it might be time,
to switch the coffee to wine?"


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