Nap Till Noon

No more constellations in the sky of your eyes

Gave into light pollution as a means to survive

A skyline, rap sheet, resumè, reputation

The house you built, the food you eat, the places you've been

Photos you share, this life you swear is yours all alone

The early thirties panic. Where did all the years go?

You're learning all the names to all those indoor plants

Listening to records we used to listen to

Pretending I'm half-decent at the new things I do

Sometimes I fix you breakfast, sometimes I nap till noon

Standing in that cemetery there at dawn

You told your parents that you'd never felt so lost

When everyone you know is moving to the shore

Why's it always so hard to picture who you were?

I'm still here thinking thoughts and singing these sad songs

Fixated on the price instead of what it all costs

With trash from every red and yellow fast food sign

Littered then picked up by the river's rising tide

If faith's a gift, it's one I wasn't ever given

You pray for me, but I'd rather you ask me how I've been