shortest day Lyrics

I fell back again into bed prior to twilight

Sapped and stifled of life heavy limbs and fickle eyesight why fight it

My room is an intoxicant ambition inhibitor

Attention fixed on a television bottomless pit

I'm slipping in this inactive enacting an apathy

Apollo granted a masterpiece that I squandered away just to catch some sleep

I lost count of the sheep but domesticated both sides of the fence

Outdated awake when asleep timeless again

My mind is a den dimly lit and an alarm clock nagging at me

Proclaiming a hatch into happiness

But the fact of it is it's just some incompetent playwright

Staged insofar to prop the shade and less nod to the light

Anti phosphorus type B for ridicule

Been at peace with the cynical since leaping across to the mystical

Just a visitor carving a cave into wanderlust

Been apart from reality since the moment that she lost touch

She came alive to pick apart my habitat in dream works

Into the ether I plunge I'm slipping through her fingertips

In feverish cycles trip the panic circuit

And brandish nervous traits for sideshow acrobats I landed perfect

And shone service of faith to tame that mistress

A metaphysical strain what's that claim to fame you slipping in

To blister skin and this is not the world that I belong to

I've got to split I'm late for rainy day solitude

She came alive to pick apart my habitat in dream works

Slipped beneath her fingertips through circulating ether

Now I'm carried off into the stream float off into the comatose

As proof I'm indisposble even if just for my devotion

I'm holding a rope tight if I can hold it just a minute longer

Might wake up in time to doctor all that's lost on her

All that's lost on her

All that's lost

It's everything that's lost on her

It's all that's lost on her

And now I'm lost

From the first moment I awoke on that shortest day I nurse and poke

A heap of broken metaphors exchanged within some purple prose

The scent of rotted roses make me sleepy

I'm descending cascades of superclusters and vanish easy

Forever in debt to the protector of sleep

Dream is my conservatory performer to turn a stormy soliloquy into a beautiful monologs delivered lush

Where Dionysus can never cross it's this river of blood

And vision in flux to stuff all impressions

Less like I'm in the fog of the night and yet still in essence

I spotted the light in the apocalypse to annihilate the darkness

Why wait behold this magnificent harvest

Ripe with abundance then the sun's glow punishing

It crawls in through that pane despicable discomforting

And no I never ever even remember a dream

And I was never good at sleep as ever was she

She came alive to pick apart my habitat in dream works

Into the ether I plunge I'm slipping through her fingertips

In feverish cycles trip the panic circuit

And brandish nervous traits for sideshow acrobats I landed perfect

And shone service of faith to tame that mistress

A metaphysical strain what's that claim to fame you slipping in

To blister skin and this is not the world that I belong to

I've got to split I'm late for rainy day solitude

She came alive to pick apart my habitat in dream works

Slipped beneath her fingertips through circulating ether

Now I'm carried off into the stream float off into the comatose

As proof I'm indisposable even if just for my devotion

I'm holding a rope tight if I can hold it just a minute longer

Might wake up in time to doctor all that's lost on her

All that's lost on her

All that's lost

No there's nothing lost on her

There's nothing lost on her

It's me that's lost

It's me that's lost