Circa 1979

Standing outside my door, looking out the streets.
I'm looking for something, but i don't know what it is I'm looking for.
Something's missing, something ain't right. It isn't the same, no.
The skies roll by and my dog's barking relentlessly at nothingness, it's the same old scene again.
I just want to lie face down on my bed, just let another day pass.

Threads of pillows cover my face, i don't want to wake.
I'll pretend to be asleep, pretend that i can't hear them calling out to me.
The eerie noise of this empty space fill my ears,
Thrown down, Get up, i won't win anyhow.
Sudden feeling of sorrow and depression, a sudden doubt on myself,
How will i wish for something easier, when you got what you deserve.

The steam of milk awakens my senses, I realize that it's over.
I may live today, tomorrow I may Die.
There's no use of counting, when forever is what you'll be waiting for,
There's no use of saying things, when the ears are all closed.
I sit down, stare at a seat in front of me, it's empty.
I look down, begin to pray, It'll be all fine, be okay.

Thousands and thousands of unsaid, dying words, none of them mean anything,
If I myself can't even express it, It won't mean anything.
My dog stopped barking, maybe he's got the attention he wanted,
My Senses started working, maybe I got back my head.
There's no battle afoot, no things to be done today,
I just want to lie face down on my bed, just let another day pass.

I'm standing outside my door, looking out the streets,
My lips gave out a smile.
It Isn't the same, maybe better or worse, nobody really knows,
I may be alive today, dead tomorrow,
I did what I had to do, this heart holds no sorrow.