Bangin' On The Door Of Disaster

9th May 2012

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My Heart Is Deep Space & My Head Is Mathematics

I spent the last two weeks
Stuck in isolation
Here aboard this station
Waiting for another call
And every nerve is at an ending
I’m so uncomprehending
Of how I end up here whether asleep or awake

Just call it off
Call it anything you want
I’m pretty sure the atmosphere will swallow me back up
Say it’s all right, that I’m just adjusting
But the gravity is failing me

So call this good night or call this good luck
Or call it whatever keeps you from being stuck
In the black hole you live in
I am finally living
And I’m not what you think that I am anymore

These tests are making me nauseous
And I’m not quite sure
If you can even understand a word I’m saying to you now
Am I here or am I gone
Are you waiting by the phone
Is there another person there
Or are you all I’ve got now

Sick and sad again
Stuck within these four walls
I’m pretty sure the atmosphere will let me down again
Say it’s all right that I’m overreacting
Tell me again, am I here or not 

So call this good night or call this good luck
Or call it whatever keeps you from being stuck
In the black hole you live in
I am finally living
And I’m not what you think that I am anymore

~work in progress

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