Awake

A mad crazy morning, I suppose?! Couldn?t get to sleep till 6 plus in the morning and awoke at about 11 to the sound of musky cool rain beating down on my window panc.

*A faint scent of smoke filled room and the sweet scent of Coco on the pillows and sheets. It?s a cool day and I could feel the cool draught on my body. Lost were the warm embrace and tender touches and light, soft teasing kisses?.*

The voice box rang, danged! I must be dreaming again. Sigh! It was my friend?

?Dude! It?s wet outside, we have to cancel today?s practice at the track. See you at the shop!?

With a monotonous ?uh-huh? and ?yeah? ok?, I killed the conversation and dug deep the voice box underneath my mountain of pillows. Soon, not long I slipped into my dreams again??.....


She seems dressed in all the rings of past fatalities
So fragile yet so devious, She continues to see it
Climatic hands that press her temples and my chest
Enter the night that she came home
Forever

Oh (She's the only one that makes me sad)

She is everything and more the solemn hypnotic
My Dahlia bathed in possession, She is home to me
I get nervous, perverse when I see her it's worse
But the stress is astounding, It's now or never she's coming home
Forever Oh (

She's the only one that makes me sad)
Hard to say what caught my attention.
Fixed and crazy, Aphid Attraction
Carve my name in my face, to recognize.
Such a pheromone cult to terrorize

I won't let this build up inside of me
(Yeah!)

I'm a slave, and I am a master.
No restraints and, unchecked collectors
I exist through my need, to self oblige.
She is something in me, that I despise

I won't let this build up inside of me

SHE ISN'T REAL! I CAN'T MAKE HER REAL!