Bed Fest

You wake up, you're sweating
You know you should've stayed out
But it's Dad's car
And with one more, you wouldn't have cleared the roundabout
Safe now, it's over
The clammy slumber detoxing
The warm haze is long-gone
And it's as bad a time as any to think about him

Whitecaps to gray sky
And you took all that Dramamine
The worse end of a bad dream
When you lost your heart at seventeen
Consigned it to your brother
He swam it two miles out offshore
It's aching in his hands
Pining from the ocean floor

Fingers laced around those veins
Casualty of a cold campaign
The day he left, you were ensnared
Your soul held in suspension there
Maybe he's the blood and ink
The time you waste at the bathroom sink
You learned to decorate his hell
With the awful things you tell yourself
You lost your way

Dark cloud in a black hole
Your veins all swell, the words appear
You bleed out on your bedsheets
When you say out loud that you can't stay here
Dark cloud in a black hole
Your veins all swell, the words appear
You bleed out on your bedsheets
When you say out loud that you can't stay here
Dark cloud in a black hole
Your veins all swell, the words appear
You bleed out on your bedsheets
When you say out loud that you can't stay here