Bright Day

One, two, three, one, two, three

Wrote these words down four years ago
Sang them so many times they don't make fucking sense anymore
Or add up at all

Like closed captioned lines on a TV show
In my dentist's waiting room
Where I go to get a tooth pulled
Say, "The rot's still the same"

Sang about too many morning times
Think I named too many streets and relied on the pronoun "you"
Always relied too much on you

Made it home after the sunrise
For the first time in a lifetime
It's a bright day

Dreaming I crashed my car for fun
Trying to make it off the 101 and back home to you
Back when I had a home with you

But now I live in a crack den
Pray for some art on the walls and some sheets that aren't dark grey
And a little fucking heat

But that pilot burnt out years ago
So I'll just wait for the sun
And I'll hope it's a bright day

Buried beneath my sunglasses
If you can't see me
And you can't touch me

And nobody's hopeless
And nobody's happy
Nobody wins and nobody wins
Nobody wins

Made it home after the sunrise
For the first time in a lifetime
And it's such a bright day

In my bed before the sunrise
For the first time in forever
I can't sleep
I can't sleep
I can't sleep
I can't sleep
'Cause it's a bright day