Take all of your expectations, With the chocolate heart frustrations. I'm still flicking through the channels, trying to find the lonesome station. Then your movement blocks the light, it's not like you to stay the night, Cause it's too easy just to slip away but it's no consolation.

Labor daze pass in a haze, And parents say it's just a phase, And they hate all the looks you give when they forget the world's a stage. Then you're leaving late one morning, They break down with plenty warning, Just to see you go so far, When it's much safer just to stay.

Now we age and getting older, Sheep-less dog, a nameless soldier, Each heartbeat, til incomplete Still spent in summers growing colder.

And each night just before we die, we lick our lips and say goodbye, We kiss away the empty lives we're dying to leave behind.

So take all of your medication, coupled with your meditation, Squeezed inside a twenty minute block before you face creation. And when I stumble home at night, Try to beat the morning light, Just so I can see you rise and leave me to my cracked foundation.