Upstairs at My House

I Can't Get to Sleep -- I think about the implications of diving in too deep (and possibly the complications). Especially at night, I worry over situations I know will be alright -- perhaps it's just imagination.

But day after day it reappears..
Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear.

Ghosts appear and fade away

Alone between the sheets only brings exasperation. It's time to walk the streets - smell the desperation. At least there's pretty lights -- and though there's little variation, it nullifies the night from overkill.

Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear

Ghosts appear and fade away

...Come back another day

[Listening to: Nouvelle Vague, "Blue Monday"]