I sit here in the dark with thoughts of you you and you
I sit here in the dark with thoughts of this and that
I sit here in the dark with memories of you you and you
I sit here in the dark with memories of this and that
TV is turned off
CD is not playing
Laptop is scanning for viruses
PC is scanning for viruses
Lights are off
I sit here in the dark
It's total quiet
It's peaceful - very peaceful
... there is a peaceful chaos in my head...
I sit here in the dark and I think thoughts
I sit here in the dark and I think nasty thoughts
I sit here in the dark and I think nice thoughts
I sit here in the dark and I try to make sense of stuff that make no sense
I sit here in the dark and try to make sense of nonsense
I sit here in the dark and try to understand the ununderstandable
How dare I?
Who am I?
Who do I think I am?
Why do I think I can?
There is no making sense of any of this ...
... and by the way,
Why do some bad stuff feel so good anyway?
Yeah - and why are tears not allocated and in which case you can run out? You wanna have tears when you really need some.
... and by the way,
It should be okay to run away if you have a really good reason.
I shall abandon a couple of my pets today cos I HAVE to. No questions please. This is the way it is!