you give this way more

thought then it deserves

you say as I tell you about my fear

of rejection

I wouldn't know better then to get scared 'cause since we met

we've had this get connection

you know concrete colored

building all grow stale!"

you say as I look up dreaming

I know better then to include the

both of us but I can't sleep...

when you're gone and you say

"What's another day""

this stage of oblivion

I find comfortable and prior

to this I never spoke

you say understand my absence now

and why I never tell jokes

you know concrete colored

building all grow stale!"

you say as I look up dreaming

I know better then to include the

both of us but I can't sleep...

when you're gone and you say

"What's another day"

what's another day when

we're already getting used to grey

what's another day

if inspiration grows out from this

what's another day

when silence is the next best thing

to bliss and I'm already getting used to hearing you say what's another day

"you know concrete colored

building all grow stale!"

you say as I look up dreaming

I know better then to include the

both of us but I can't sleep...

when you're gone and you say

"you know concrete colored

building all grow stale!"

you say as I look up dreaming

I know better then to include the

both of us but I can't sleep...

when you're gone and you say

"What's another day"