I'm Working in silence
With bad dreams for guidance
Weaving a tale across the outlined keys all day
I'm Living in squalor
A ragged, sulking scholar
With friends in my memories
Those passing places
Cry woe to the masquerade
I can see it
Passing by my eyes
Nothing left but comprehension
Of mounting text and tension
Wait until it's subsided
A leisure provided
By expressing doubts that won't decay until someday
A comical future
With no sense of humor
Will cut the excess and roughly store it away
And redefine
The heartbeat of the moment
Each useable component
Applies
No deal, we'll take our misery
All the painted histories dry
Sometimes the author sits in badly lit roooms
For the sake of stillness in the thoughts it grooms
credits
from Doing Well, I Hope,
released May 13, 2019
Lyrics, Drums, Vox, Guitar, Mixing - Michael Sauffer
Accordion - Sam Inman
Bass - Zoe Blackwell
Piano, Keyboards - Max Griffey
Recording - Jon Driver