Obsolete - Regina Spektor

This is how I feel right now

Obsolete manuscript

No one reads and no one needs

Pages lost, incomplete

No one knows what it means

Minds grow dark, so suddenly

I was lost on your street

Hey I’m talking to myself

I can hear you listening in

To my thoughts, to my dreams

What I want, can’t compete

Obsolete

Take me to the water’s edge

Let me stand in the sand

Let me hear the waves crash-land

Useless part

This useless heart

Useless art

What am I?

why am I

Incomplete?

Obsolete

This is how it feels right now

Obsolete manuscript

No one reads, no one needs

Useless part

This useless heart

Useless art

What am I?

why am I

Incomplete?

Obsolete

All I want

Can’t compete

All I want

Is a sleep

All I want

Incomplete

All I want

Obsolete