2:14 am and we’re at it again
never sleeping in
never sleeping
pillows on my tile floor
nothing is where it should be
including us
sleeping, should be sleeping
red heat on the radar
friction and inertia and
all that science
rhythm and harmony and
all that music
termonology
for the red heat on the radar
until everything goes blue
in the too familiar bedroom
its just the run around
of releasing energy
into the sheets
you and me
the run around
because i get up in the morning
but i never sleep
never sleep alone