Ideas hang before me
Oh, but a breath away
They flicker into being
And then begin to fade
And when I'm tired of sitting
I drag my bones to bed
And when I'm tired of sleeping
I think of them instead
They're only words
Don't have to shout to be heard
I have not seen the light, for days
Like Icarus before me
These wings are not my own
And I am soaring skyward
Just to tumble home
Moment has gone
I'm not the best at moving on
Nothing to say, no one would listen anyway
Anyway
I have not seen the light, for days
Ooooo...
I have not seen the light, for days
I have not seen the light, for days
And nights, for days