At it again…

    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

    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