From the recording Jacobs Run
Sleepwalking every single night I end up where
I left off. I might keep chalking up my points with
you if I could workout what to do. I churn it up
inside my head, wondering what it is I
should’ve said. Please tell me how I shake this mess
because what it is I couldn’t second-guess.
I’m building up what should come down. I just
need our luck to turn around. It’s killing me to
know but I can’t seem to let this
pass me by I churn it up inside my head,
wondering what it is I should’ve said. Please tell me -
am I meant to stay? Because if I’m not I’m
going to anyway... today.
Conversing with myself all day until I remember
what to say. I’m rehearsing
every single line so I don’t mess it up this time...