dying for the day sleep comes easy
with no phantom in my sheets
God hear me I just want
to be content in a room with only me
don’t get me scared being the only
one awake in the house
put me back in myself
turn my eyes back on high beams
I need to see this place before
it grows up without me and
give me the fullness
even if sacrificing mature in-looking
to walk this world by myself
if only this one summer