I’ve never been much of a story teller
Let me make you a scene, because There ain’t nothing better
If you’re feeling dark grey, paint you a picture of yellow
You Can’t listen or see, Feel it out like Helen Keller. For Better
Or worse. I mean it’s
Kinda Hurts. I mean it’s
You smile. i mean it’s
You’re fine I mean it
Your Eyes, I’ve seen them
Goodbye, You beat it
Goodnight, You’re treated
I mean Hi, that was all just a dream and
It’ll never go
Now you’re back in the room, alphabet soup and letter o
Heart Healthy and clean, looks like you’re eating your cheerios
But the doctors can’t see, what’s in your mind and they’ll never know, never know
*Chorus*
Rock me real slowly
Put a bib on me
I’m just like a baby
Drooling over you
*chorus end*
Everything's fading red, The toy on it’s head
The poem you read, The words that you said
On the floor as you’re leaving the room. The petals
Are strewn, they popped a balloon
I guess you forgot to get well soon
It can’t be this simple goodnight moon
You never a person who carried a tune
You’d watch the Tv and you'd try to croon
Along, even though it sounds wrong, to your favorite songs
Why the hell did we watch that sh*t every thursday?
We could have watched it on friday or on sunday or on monday
What a fun day we had
I watch the future break like glass
Watch the present give way to a better past
But this is it, today is the last
And there’ll never be anything after that, my head’s in your lap
*Chorus*
Are we still good? x5
[End]