Too Numb

(album: Cyberspace And Reds - 2011)

You sneak in when I am asleep
Too numb to be afraid
Tiptoes creep, the first heart beats
I may never wake

One of those mornings when the car's colder than the street
Pour the kettle's contents on the old windscreen
Grilling bacon on foil
You may as well fry it, the good that it's doing for you boy
Exhaust fumes in the frost look no different from your breath
But for the blueness and the thickness and a depth
The scraping goes through me vibrating my shoes
But happy I am as I pause for the thought
Only two moments ago I was dreaming
Toasty and slowly I showed up in realism
The day will be bright
And the days less fighting
When the sun becomes uppermost, sky-bound and light
I meet with my love and we talk about presents and the present
Presented with bevvies and scent of the pleasant
Tapping technology and the lack of all knowledge
I tap into age old romance novels

Cold will blow through the doors but only make it to the unlucky first table
Cold will blow through the doors but I will not pause from the fable that I'm uttering baby
Cold will blow through the doors

You sneak in when I am asleep
Too numb to be afraid
Tiptoes creep, the first heart beats
I may never wake
Yeah the more that I fight the more that I like I know
It's not really here it's all in my head and I know

I'm blinking thoughts
Thinking how I felt for you, shrinking like the stomach of a corpse
But we're alive (just), stuck in a vibe that hides behind the mind of a negative force
Of course I'm sure
As I go back for more
Sealed with a kiss while our lips talk drunk from liqueur
Wake up head sore back to where we were before
Blood splatted up the walls
Highs and lows
Turning myself into one of those social networking pros
Not concerning, my emotions ain't hurting, I'm cold
Numb as I'm waiting for this story to unfold
Like gum I pop non stop until the flavour's all gone
Thinking like a mathematician two minus one
Add suspicion then I'm gone
It's like I like him thinking that I'm out doing something wrong
I'm sorry baby, I'm lazy
I don't like working when a job underpays me
Then I open the door, let the cold blow in
I let the cold blow in
Me and him
And then I'm gone in the wind
Gone in the wind
Gone in the wind

You sneak in when I am asleep
Too numb to be afraid
Tiptoes creep, the first heart beats
I may never wake
Yeah the more that I fight the more that I like I know
It's not really here it's all in my head and I know