Steven Wilson

Postcard

Steven Wilson


I think it's time that I got off the kitchen floor
But is there really any point at all?
Waking up this morning felt the same
I better sleep while life is so mundane

It could have been yesterday that I locked the door
I blocked the windows up so I can't be sure
Now I haven't even got the will to Wii
I'm lame and self-obsessed
That I will concede

I'd like to light a cigarette but I cannot
The light is dead and the gas has been cut off

I'm the one you always seem to read about
The light inside my eyes has long gone out
There's nothing left for me to say or do
'Cause all that matters disappeared when I lost you

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