The Arousal Of Repair

Nervous, crashed in
To incoming traffic
When is phasing time, I’m told?
A weekend is passed in
The lining of your sunglasses
Nothing feels the same, I hope
Man, I thought I was living
Now I know I wasn’t living
Loose ends, plastic
Baring without mention
Now I’m digging a-a ghost
Nervous, crashed in
Worn out, never lasted
Shatter like glass in the cold
Man, I thought I was living
Man, I might just be living
Now I know I wasn’t living
I don’t think you keep your promise, now
I only feel you twisting the how
The where, the why, the what about
(Man, thought I was living)
The ways I’ve let me down
It’s late and it’s quiet
Losing sleep from trying
Trying to begin, again
Man, I thought I was living
Man, I might just be living
Man, I thought I was living
Now I know I wasn’t living