I don’t know what I’m doing anymore
Now no one is the same as before
I’ve tried sometimes, to catch the light
But I don’t really know you anymore
And I don’t really like what I’ve seen
Reality’s distorted in a dream
I’d say goodbye, but that ain’t right
I guess I’ll have to relearn how to be
Normal’s out the question in this town
People lay like garbage on the ground
I start to cry, then stumble by
So drunk I don’t even make a sound
It’s taken me a decade to agree
I write in figure eights this poetry
It helps sometimes, to dim the light
Like reaching towards just one thing to believe
But let us not go gentle to the night
Or hang ourselves like portraits full of spite
Each day’s a chance, life’s a romance
Each time we try like hell to catch the light