The Still and the Lost

I have planned it out And I have everything in order Got no friends or family But all my bills are paid I have given names To the things in my apartment It helps to ease the loneliness And I've been so alone I have a lamp that I call Illumination She sheds light on everything All lies and mistakes I've made Small is the globe and I call him Destination He's there to remind me of Places I will never go Awake at nine AM I'm gonna take care of the problem Light myself a cigarette And then a couple more Unlike my whole life I'm gonna get this right the first time One thing I have always been Is good at giving up I'm looking out of a thirteenth story window I can feel the gravity Pull me close to tragedy I hear the sound of the sidewalk people laughing Might as well have leant a hand Bet they won't be laughing when I land There is a statue made of stone beside me Covered in excrement and crumbling slightly Cold and alone he suffers from exposure He is as still as I am lost