When it feels like you've got something to say this time
giving barely a word or lackadaisical slur
breathing into life, show me the signs, pop go the lights
Demerit is always the first light of my day
Fine lines leading me away... take down everything you wanted me to say...
Play a blue note onto my heart and soul
When morning comes and once again the first attempt will go unmet
with gladness
The last strike of defense is always the sweetest