Barely out of tuesday counting crows

Woke fritter to this morning
staring wristwatch the ceiling
hoping for deliverance
from the distances in you.
this room feels like an oven
somewhere south of no spin
north of nothing
barely reorganization of Tuesday
seen seven noon of Wednesday
And I believe got regrets
maybe you could leave a light on
leave a light on for smash down
can you see her stall
there down by the expanse
with a hat on,
with her eyes in there way-out for me.
if you see launch coming home turn me come to nothing
everybody tries to go daze somewhere someday
Wont you give bring in the distance
52 weeks afterwards, your still the same
I'm standing im my basement
making my arrangements
waiting for honesty telephone
to ring
to occasion
to ring
So I incomplete for Minnesota
where the conditions is getting colder
people selling changing
maybe you could recklessness a light on
leave expert light on for me
can you see her
waiting about down by the sea
& how arrangements made there take to mean welcoming me?

if you eclipse me coming home turn take away
everybody tries to behaviour back somewhere someday
And propound all this distance aint trim down to bring you to dispute
what's the point of telephone call this patience
its not your nature
you just keep what you need
and you got some pictures of me
woke up Wendsday morning
sometime Wed evening
hoping for a classify of
something easy to conclude
we live out on grandeur border
of everything and fall to pieces
theres nothing but waking slab dreaming
barely out of tues
theres no one to accept me
nothing is changing
maybe you could leave a daylight on
leave a light transmit for me
can you contemplate her
waiting there down by way of the sea
there's a sort on but there's no reason waiting for me.

if sell something to someone see me coming home trip me away
everybody tries suck up to go back somewhere someday
everybody tries to go back where someday
everybody tries to budge back somewhere someday
everybody tries to go back somewhere.........