Sunday
Mar202022
Glowstick

Came up from the basement with nothing much to say Nothing in the mirror, but digital delay And you’re just like a glowstick, shining in the night Broken on the inside, giving away your light Looking for a deadline, but tripping on your own wires You’re plain to see
Standing at attention, for the changing of the keg Dancing around in circles on a crooked wooden leg And you’re just like a glowstick, shining in the night Broken on the inside, giving away your light Looking for a deadline, but tripping on your own wires You’re plain to see
Went to the doctor, to ask him where to go Talked to Dr. Phil, consulted Dr. Ho And you’re just like a glowstick, shining in the night Broken on the inside, giving away your light Looking for a deadline, but tripping on your own wires You’re plain to see