9th
March 9th, 2010: When I Wake
Yes the clock is ticking, and yes I’m wasting time
Yes I’m visiting all the thoughts you thought you left behind
But you sank beneath my hands like quick sand in the sea
And the waves have now become what is rectified in me
When winter came I thought you’d hold your ground
Stick with the guns you left me for by the time that I was found
But you shot well and you shot hard when you shot me to the floor
I am wounded, but I am aching for so much more
I know I speak in riddles to save me from my tongue
To convince myself that you’re not lost, you’re just ignorant and young
And when sleep falls, you’re my favorite kind of fake
So the truth is that I miss you when I wake
I guess you could say that my reaction time has distilled
Washed out with the doubt that you have filled
And cliff hanger intentions that end with much detest
Another tally in the margin of when you beat me at my best
No we are not animals, I am not the killing kind
To leave what I know for the flesh that I may find
And my heart beats harder then the hunger in my eyes
Cause there was more to this meaning then the element of size
I know I speak in riddles to save me from my tongue
To convince myself that you’re not lost, you’re just ignorant and young
And when sleep falls, you’re kisses make me bruise until I ache
And how it hurts how I miss you when I wake
It’s not the first time that the lion left the den
And it’s not the last time that I’ll be a human again
These vultures have left me starving for a purpose to believe
That maybe you’re not so young and naive
Yes the clock is ticking and yes I’m wasting time
I’m visiting all the thoughts you thought you left behind
And I’m picking up the bones that make me brave as I can be
But you’re just too much of a creature for you and me
I know I speak in riddles to save me from my tongue
To convince myself that you’re more then the instincts you’re amoung
And when sleep falls, the beast dies with the same threshold you make
All I know is that I miss you when I wake
When sleep falls, I know that in the morning it’s a mistake
It’s still not enough to say I miss you when I wake
