days confused ruined by a past you hardly knew the frost in your eyes irritated streams on others lost these memories it seems cause cracks and one gets unglued these tendrils proceed to strangle her reason too held apart every time is lost but maybe once in a while you ll catch em when all the walls are brick and all the racing s fixed you ll change expression damned if you didn t hide your face i m sure they knew when thoughts cross your heart bypass all the strain of being you when most people dream their subconscious locks on you you re wrapped in your scene and blanket of things you drew don t be frightened someone caught you napping a knock on the door in advance didn t help this time every sunday you look out the window to count the tracks in the snow till they get back should it be so hard to have a nice day should it be so hard to have a nice time don t feel so worthless in the meanwhile 