Same

Didn’t think that it would make me wonder

That’s the way I tend to be

You found a better way to steal my thunder

In a momentary dream

Where all the lights attempt to free my weight

I’m running dry

If only I could stay the same

And I can’t sing ordinary things

I think in the morning I’m willing to proceed

Blinded, branded

Something else that I wish she said

Finding something beautiful when I make my bed

So is it failing?

Nothing left to bring

I think in the morning

I’m willing to proceed

But if I can’t pick a lane

For many more melodies

Then it’s a bad comedy

It never occurred to me

I didn’t think that it would make me wonder