| numbered days the calander on the wall counts in threes
all of the days gone by that no one saved me
so i pray and i pray
everyday, but it stays the same
the birds above divide in twos
natural work of art, it makes me think of you
and i pray
take me away
but it still stays the same
a song comes on the radio
reminds me of millions of days ago
but i am no longer the same
and the song sounds rearranged
my brain has crumbled into bits of fours
inirtia glues me to the floor
things i never dealt with before
seeping and creeping through the door
and i pray and i pray
everyday
can it change?
and i pray
take me away
but it all stays the same |