When I woke up I could see the daylight had already passed me. It was such a fight to fade away asleep. It's a fugue. Come on. Found to chase down the dawn.
You're coming home to an empty space. Inside of you there's no other place. You're wondering hard what you're here for. But every night you still walk out that door.
Pull those chains when you turn me out. Remind me what this life is all about. Because I haven't felt pain in so long I forgot I was alive. Sure in this life, the ironies can turn so cruel.