The Good the Bad

I run in the rain
It's where I like to do my thinking
When I'm trying to explain
What it is that I'm feeling

And often times
I fall asleep
But I'm not asleep
I'm wide awake
It's a parlour trick
That my mind plays
And it makes me sick
I don't see the point in holding on
To what is done
The good
The bad
The times
I had
They are gone

I fall upon the couch
Movies play inside my aching head
All at once without a sound
This cup of tea is what I'm drinking

And often times
I fall asleep
But I'm not asleep
I'm wide awake
It's a parlour trick
That my mind plays
And it makes me sick
I don't see the point in holding on
To what is done
The good
The bad
The times
I had
They are gone



Credits
Writer(s): Steven Forrest
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