Same

Didn’t think that it would make me wonder
That’s the way I tend to be
You found a better way to steal my thunder
In a momentary dream
Where all the lights attempt to free my weight
I’m running dry
If only I could stay the same

And I can’t sing ordinary things
I think in the morning I’m willing to proceed

Blinded, branded
Something else that I wish she said
Finding something beautiful when I make my bed

So is it failing?
Nothing left to bring
I think in the morning
I’m willing to proceed
But if I can’t pick a lane
For many more melodies
Then it’s a bad comedy
It never occurred to me

I didn’t think that it would make me wonder