I slept in late to live a violent dream
Woke up in bitter haze in the room
Grey washed again out the window squinting
I need a walk to the water this morning

Took the waterfront trail
And thought about our phone call yesterday
How you’re lonely in the changing
Free but sad

New York is a vortex and I’m on the fringes
I’m trying to smile more
Sobriety helps

Most of my clothes have worn thin
I think its time for a change
I just want to peel back all these skins
Commit arson on my habits
Take a knife to dead egos

I passed out on my fate
To spare a relative choice
Came to unease with you
In the gloom

Down, spiral again
To feel the typical weight
Of always feeling though
You have to make it better

Took the path to the hill
And thought about the dangers of magic ways
How our egos make it harder
To separate what’s real

The mind is a vortex
And I’m on the fringes
I’m trying to think less
Sobriety helps

Most of my clothes have worn thin
I think its time for a change
I just want to peel back all these skins
Commit arson on my habits
Take a knife to dead egos

Most of my clothes have worn thin
I think its time for a change
I just want to peel back all these skins
Commit arson on...