I want to close my eyes
Fall asleep to the world
Wake up when tomorrow’s just a memory
And find you long dead and gone.
I want to find my way away from home
From the warmth and comfort I know
Searching for something to scare the hell out of me
Before I die here alone.
Bubbles silently fall to the bottom
Of a bottle I’ve left
Leaving life to stand on a horizon
Somewhere underneath this stone.
September 16, 2003