These Days

These days shakes are law
And calm is exceptional
But at least nonzero
Dark eyed bags
Those trash cans full of paranoia
Feasting on me

These days I'm soaked in gratitude
These days, every day is a day

Bury expectation
And dig up every bone of hope that's left from
Sunrise to sunset is all that matters
It's all that matters

I'm so impatient
I'm fucking waiting for nothing
No, nothing's coming

These days time dries slow
On a clothes line stretched with hope

Bury numbers and batteries
Dig up any flesh that's left
From sunrise to sunset let's be lifted
Lifted