Dark night alone Somewhere west of here I drank till dawn Harsh light shining clear Just waiting for an epiphany So that I can hold on to all that I keep dear For once I cant answer for myself Sunrise comes with no antidote My frost cracked skin Without a coat Waiting by the phone for a call that will raise all of our spirits But it never comes the receiver lies dormant and silent We had our fill, nothing left to say We smoked and drank miscommunication away I was cleansed to the core Collapsed on the floor In the house I once called home But the house disappeared When nobody was near Empty space is cold at night Didnt get out of bed For god knows how long Pulled my knees against my chest Imagined I was strong
drank, miscommunication, epiphany, dormant, house