Every night it's a struggle
To keep light out of my room
Blackout blinds are useless
There's nothing left to do
It's alright I'll let it in
Thousand-year-old clusters
A hundred kilometres wide
Screaming through the window
There's nothing left to hide
It's alright I'll let it in
I can't think of anything
It's alright I'll let it win
I can't think of anything
The beam cuts in at an angle
It leaks in through the sides
Furniture is blooming
Across the knot it rides
And the sunlight steeps the grain
'Til it all just looks the same
And since I moved my bedposts
The stars no longer stream
The canvas' erstwhile infininice
Demoted to a memory
Did the sunlight bleach my brain
Or does it all just look the same?
And when I saw him climbing
I swear I saw him smile
His silhouette a perfect step
Against the flame that let him fall
But the sunlight's not to blame
It treats us all the same
And yeah my neck is craning
But you'd be tired too
Twenty days of '22
Somnambulism cast in glue
Precedes another day
But they all just feel the same
And as I watched him plummet
I betrayed in me a smile
His silhouette a flailing step
A burning tree, better him than me
To seal another day
But they always end the same
