Or was it even before?
I can’t remember
I remember it all
Oh hey, it’s me
How are we doing?
I can’t tell anymore
I always know
Damn look at that apple tree
It’s too dark to tell if the fruits ripe yet
What was her name?
N————? Naomi? Not real?
No no no, you don’t seem to get it
It is something super legitimate
These voices.
This ringing.
It’s all as real as the cold that crippled my body and soul
God I’m hungry
Doesn’t that scare you?
I need to eat
Everything is food to me
The CRT screen
The coffee machine
Everything in between
Even when off I hear them scream
The young man
The old man
The cacophony
Each and every person I am underneath
I’ve found myself again
I’ve lost myself again
I’ve found myself again
I’ve lost myself again
I am always changing
I never change
The shadows are closing in
I sit and watch the ducks in the Spring
Sunday again?
Are we happy?
Sunday again?
Are we happy?
Sunday again?
Are we happy?
Sunday again?
Are we happy?
Good Lord, why can’t you be me?
It’s all I’ve ever wanted
Get out and let me in
Let me out and get in
I sit and watch the ducks in the Spring