I Can't Be

Over and over

Florescent lights and

Big open windows where I see

The sun it sets exactly where it rises and

There aint no difference in these things

Is it black and white or

Lacking light to shine on

Of this I really am unsure

But for now

I close my eyes

Following tracks in

Tile ceilings that

Lead through a series of wires

A tangled mess in avenues and boulevards

Behind a wind shield

Is it black and white or

Lacking light to shine on

Of this I really am unsure

But for now

I close my eyes

I cant be the only

I cant be the only one

Everything is the same

These days

So I close my eyes