story behind the song: infusion tuesday got moved to friday. was originally going to write about today's infusion day from wakeup to bedtime (yep was actually gonna take two days to write it) but since it was cancelled i muddled a mixture of infusion days, (with some tender point injection and nerve block visits to counterpoint) to recreate one similar to a january 2013 infusion day.
we'll see what friday brings.
Lyrics
made the bed again this morning
this time i might have made it right
then went to open up the window
i forgot to close last night
didn't make the coffee
boiled water for some tea
sat down at this keyboard
to hear if i was really me
the car pulls in the laneway
awakes me with the horn
its not that i was sleeping
i was making sure my eyelids weren't too torn
another trip to the clinic
at least the needle count is one
got to leave another sample
to test for drugs i wish i'd done
listening for that last footfall
the one nearest to the bed
gentle rhythm of the monitors
simply beeping i'm not dead
cuffed and left to drip
no cure but some relief
somewhen echoes of her laughter
just before i fall asleep
hearings into the absurd
like the laws of mortal man
ghosts in echoes of the darkness
linger to prove they can
once again i find i wake up
and once again i fear
if she only loves me in my dreams
why do i come back here?
if she only loves me in my dreams
why do i come back here?
why do i come back here?
why do i come back here?
why do i come back here?
