A Line Allows Progress, a Circle Does Not - Bright Eyes

Sitting around, no work today

Try pacing to keep awake

Laying around, no school today

Just drink until the clock has circled all the way

It is late afternoon

As you walk through the rooms

Of a house that is quiet

Except for unanswered telephones

You stand near the sink

While you’re mixing a drink

You think you don’t want to pass out

Where your roommates will find you again

Stumble around the neighborhood with nothing to do

You’re always looking for something

To sniff, smoke, or swallow

Calling over next door to see what they got

But you would settle for anything

That would make your brain slow down or stop

Break this circle of thoughts you chase

Before they catch back up with you

And your parents noticed your thinning face

All the weight you lost

All the weight you are losing

You said, «I'm done feeling like a skeleton

No more sleep walking dead»

You’re going to wake from this coma

You’re going to crawl from this bed you have made

And stop counting on that camera

That hangs round your neck

Because it won’t ever remember

What you choose to forget

As you try to find some source of light

Try to name one thing you like

You used to have such a longer list

And light you never had to look for it

But now it’s so easy to second guess everything you do

Until all you want is to finish this half empty glass

Before the ice melts away

This feeling always used to pass

But seems like it’s every day

Seems like it’s every night now