Sunday
Mar202022

Glowstick

Came up from the basement with nothing much to say
Nothing in the mirror, but digital delay
And you’re just like a glowstick, shining in the night
Broken on the inside, giving away your light
Looking for a deadline, but tripping on your own wires
You’re plain to see
Standing at attention, for the changing of the keg
Dancing around in circles on a crooked wooden leg
And you’re just like a glowstick, shining in the night
Broken on the inside, giving away your light
Looking for a deadline, but tripping on your own wires
You’re plain to see
Went to the doctor, to ask him where to go
Talked to Dr. Phil, consulted Dr. Ho
And you’re just like a glowstick, shining in the night
Broken on the inside, giving away your light
Looking for a deadline, but tripping on your own wires
You’re plain to see