Eyes wide open on the floor
Lying beached, a rocky shore
Believe me, I've no better place to be
I'll stand, see what can be seen
Sitting middle of the road
Nighttime stars, the sky glows
A charcoal tree pretends to feel a breeze
In line, fir, Hanukkah pine
I won't be fine
What happens now
What do we do now
How long ago did you start feeling this way
What happens now
Are you the same
I'd ask you to blink twice
But you'd never tell me you're in pain