Ambien

And I wake my senses for you
To write endless shit to bore you
Seems I'm useless and benign
Pouring things I read into each line
And I wake up, sigh and lie a while
In a daily haze while you are drowned
In a mire I never knew
All the toil belonged to you

Now I'm stood here with no crowd
Playing fragile bullshit way too loud
And you haven't made the gig
Now I don't feel quite so big
I have never felt quite so alone
Than the times I've stood and played our show
Without you there next to me
I was the saddest then than I'll ever be

And I end my senses for you
Though my memory adores you
And with courage and a rhyme
We, apart, embrace the rest of time
There are things we might have meant to some
But I fucked that up with what I've become
Now a waster and a coward
In my quiet repentant bowers
And if you asked me now my name
I wouldn't raise my head from shame



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Writer(s): Alexander Jackson
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