When The Stars Aren't Looking

Thinking of the nights when we walked the road Sceneries emerging as we crashed and burned Living at my mother's I retreat and yearn Waiting for the river to flow out the dirt Sleeping as I sink into another hole Take a pen and paper and pick out the words Be the judge and jury of my every nerve No one is around to take out the dirt Waking on my bed I look up above Waiting for the stars to blink out and go When the stars aren't looking Thinking of the nights when we walked the road Sceneries emerging as we crashed and burned Living at my mother's I retreat and yearn Waiting for the river to flow out the dirt Sleeping as I sink into another hole Take a pen and paper and pick out the words Be the judge and jury of my every nerve No one is around to take out the dirt Waking on my bed I look up above Waiting for the stars to flick up and glow When the stars aren't looking