Too Awake

Closing time, these shoes will start to lose their grip,

The planets spinning, my balance slowly shifts and slips,

I prop myself up, body’s broken but mind is still alive,

I’ll dial a number, after all I’m too awake to let it lie.

The eyes will flicker, the streetlight glow,

The bottle shimmers, the detours close,

The pavement screaming, the defeat of home,

These hands are teething, I’ll ring her phone.

I’m a prick when I’m pissed, and when I’ve realised,

I could call it a miss, and let it slip out of sight,

Draw a hand to my head, and let out a sigh,

Slow the breath from my chest, and drift to sleep on my side.

But I’m too awake to let it lie,

Too awake to let it lie,

Too awake to let it lie,

Too awake to let it lie.

The eyes will flicker, the streetlight glow,

The bottle shimmers, the detours close,

The pavement screaming, the defeat of home,

These hands are teething, I’ll ring her phone.

I’m a prick when I’m pissed, and when I’ve realised,

I could call it a miss, and let it slip out of sight,

Draw a hand to my head, and let out a sigh,

Slow the breath from my chest, and drift to sleep on my side.