A lumped pile of books and one starving cat…
And I know everything yet I never learn.
There’s trash everywhere.
I just started to love, and now I sink to the lowest.
Stars on the ceiling and under my feet.
I’m over the dirt and now it’s on me.
It’s raining and I am sun.
The servant is coming, the savior I will wait for.
The burden I’ll bare for the rest of my life.
And something is coming because something has been done.
Something I have swallowed for the rest of my life.
And I feel her calling, my fantasy lady…
My relief and escape from the trash.
But there are eyes everywhere.
I just started to love.
I sink to the lowest.
So stop calling… cause I can hear you calling.
Still I hear them calling.
