Upstairs

On these days
I imagine my mind
Having a dark core
Rotten from the inside
Staring at a coffee table
That I've cleaned twice
Trying to pass the time
By removing my stains
Is there any glory staying down here
To hope for it? I don't think there is
And you're the only reason
That I stay down here to consider it
So consider this a compliment

I need rest
When I'm gone
I think that's when
I'll be the happiest
With the stars or the angels
Or whoever's waiting upstairs

Crave attention
But refuse it at the same time
I want to be remembered
For this past life
Never settled down
Here in my mind
I felt there was more to find
And I've come to terms with that, so
Is there any glory staying down here
To hope for it? I don't think there is
And you're the only reason
That I stay down here to consider it
So consider this a compliment

I need rest
When I'm gone
I think that's when
I'll be the happiest
With the stars or the angels
Or whoever's waiting upstairs

Is there any glory staying down here
To hope for it? I don't think there is
And you're the only reason
That I stay down here to consider it
So consider this a compliment

I need rest
When I'm gone
I think that's when
I'll be the happiest
With the stars or the angels
Or whoever's waiting upstairs



Credits
Writer(s): Morgan Brock
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