Settle up or settle down
Feeling good until it comes 'round
The alarm, hear the sound
One two there four times a hundred
Morning fine begins to turn
Sour days are cinders burning
Keep me warm at least but can't
Instead spread mess with the ashes
Though that I'd dissolve thought that I'd disappear
But I wake up in bed the next day I'm still here
At times it doesn't seem so bad
Then bubbles up just like an effervescent flu tab
Nothing I can say or do
So it seems too tired to see if it's true
My responsibility
But how to try when I can't see the wood for the trees
Lay down on the forest floor
Take a breath closing eyes forever more
Though that I'd dissolve thought that I'd disappear
But I wake up in bed the next day I'm still here
Thought that it was time that the end was in sight
But wheel keeps on turning beyond wrong or right
Living in a question mark
Time is stumbling in the dark
Waiting to complete the arc
This story blows who's the writer
More than just to sleep and eat
Again again repeat repeat
What happened to a short and sweet
This one seems never ending
Know I'm not the first one to find myself here
It's been widely discussed from Thoreau to Shakespeare
Though that I'd dissolve thought that I'd disappear
But I wake up in bed the next day I'm still here