Sitting on the bench
Just looking at the fire
As it climbs ever higher
Through the dark dark skies
And just breathing in the ashes
Like it is some kind of penance
Leading me to the acceptance
That I just want to see
Another bright morning sky
Sitting on the fence
Just looking in the distance
To the morning sun's existence
Is announced to the world
Just watching all the joggers
And the burnt out party monsters
As their pupils dilate
And accept the fact that
Today
Has surely come
The night
Is not a fight that can be won
But something drives me crazy
Makes it hard to think
Feeling oh so lazy
Gotta lie
And just say that it's all fine
Got a buzzing string
Doesn't even mean a thing
Got a buzzing string
Doesn't even mean a thing
Got a buzzing string
In the morning light
Got a buzzing string
In the morning light
Hear that buzzing string
Doesn't even mean a thing
Hear that buzzing string
Doesn't mean a thing
Hear that buzzing string
In the morning light
Hear that buzzing string
In the morning sun light
Check that buzzing
Doesn't mean a thing to me
Check that buzzing in the morning light
It means all the things
Man come on
What the hell