Covered from head to toe in lighting,
it's constantly changing when I'm around
Days left before this is over and done with
The sheets keep whispering "will you make it through this day?"
I'll practice making scenarios that aren't really there
The corner hasn't helped in so long it speeds everything up now
Back and forth, walking every piece of baggage off of me
Hope when it hits they ground they turn to ash
Sing the words even though they don't make sense at all
I believe letters keep me warm
I believe letters keep me company
Tonight and forever in this room with mood lighting
Even though it doesn't make sense