transient

patient, i lay on the pavement and watch as the clouds sigh, like silver lungs, vacant, i wait in my basement, avoiding the sunlight, 'til i feel numb, i'm fading with the daylight to skies of grey, i'm waiting on the cosmos to call my name, and someday it will, oh, someday it will, i'm sick of writing sad songs to hide my shame, cause i need more than drugs to escape my pain, but someday i will, oh, someday i will, hopeless, i long for a moment of peace in my own mind, it never comes, focused on thoughts never spoken to share at the right time, or not at all, i'm fading with the daylight to skies of grey, i'm waiting on the cosmos to call my name, and someday it will, oh, someday it will, i'm sick of writing sad songs to hide my shame, cause i need more than drugs to escape my pain, but someday i will, oh, someday i will, when there is nothing else, we must remind ourselves, that life is transient, to breathe the ambience, so when we reach the end, do we wake up again?, and if i say my prayers, will you be waiting there?, i'm fading with the daylight to skies of grey, i'm waiting on the cosmos to call my name, and someday it will, oh, someday it will, i'm sick of writing sad songs to hide my shame, cause i need more than drugs to escape my pain, but someday i will, oh, someday i will