Tuesday, January 20, 2004

insomnia never sleeps
by no particular night...or mourning

nights like these time draws out like a blade
and times like these you're feeling nothing but afraid
not too much i can do but watch you as you crawl
but when you cry just remember i was with you through it all

and you're not fine
you're not good
you've been better
as the battle wages on inside your mind
you're not fine

and you've forgotten where you are
where you're going
where you've been
and i can't help but think that things won't be right in the end
but i'll light a candle
make a motion
say a prayer
just anything to let you know that i was always there

and you're not fine
you're not good
you've been better
as the sickness rages on and now you're blind
you're not fine

these sour seconds speeding faster
every time i see you cry
and here's to hoping that maybe just for one night

you'll be just fine
you'll be good
never better
your scars will fade with time and so will mine
you'll be fine

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