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retox: a song in 4/4

retox

woke up this morning to no sunrise.
too early for me, too early for the sun.
from a dream, of writing words across blue lines.
tearing them into small pieces, only to rearrange them.

woke up from a room of beautiful noise.
expecting greetings from a wall of sound.
opened the back door, expecting toys.
only to find the black, cold rain.

gotta remember, there's not you.
gotta remember, 'cause it's true.
gotta stop waking up from all the good dreams.
gotta remember, there's no you.

for the life of me, i can't recall the exact words.
even the title, it escapes me.
it was all so clear, in the beginning.
now it runs into the blur.

standing just outside, on the back porch.
staring where i expect to see sky.
only to find, no light, there's just the darkness.
i don't even care, to ask the question, why?

surprised myself by speaking.
something that i'd rather just not do.
listened to myself, like i was not me.
turned to speak, and remembered, there's not you.

gotta remember, there's not you.
gotta remember, 'cause it's true.
gotta stop waking up from all the good dreams.
gotta remember, there's no you.

stepping back in, i feel the true warmth.
as the liquid truth, runs down my throat.
i guess it's true, that you can run.
but hiding's just a lonely, long lost cause.

sometimes when i think i'm actually living.
i get the unfamiliar feeling that i'm winning.
i make the same mistakes, like looking in the mirror.
and realize that i'm only dreaming.

gotta remember, there's not you.
gotta remember, 'cause it's true.
gotta stop waking up from all these good dreams.
gotta forget, there's no you.

i turn to speak,

there's not you.

time to wake up,

there is no me,

there's not you.

Is it just me, or...

Was Virginia Woolf hot, or what?

BTW There might be an inside joke involved here...

About the woman...

A Good Day

It was a good day.
I did not hurt anyone.
Today.