DepthsOfDreams

"7 Steps Away"

Toss it back,
As quick as possible,
After all this time,
The taste seems all too familiar,
It’s been three days,
Since I’ve got any sleep of any kind,
And you’re face haunts my eyelids,
And I’d kill to dream tonight

They tell me this works,
But I know,
That this won’t cure me,
This medicine tastes old,
Bitter, and hostile,
Showing me,
That even the smallest things
Are sometimes the hardest

And these hands around my neck,
Are choking the life out of me,
Once I shake this free,
I’ll run from this,
Maybe this is the place I can lie down
But you will be following me close
Being sure I don’t get a second of rest

They tell me this works,
But I know,
That this won’t cure me,
This medicine tastes old,
Bitter, and hostile,
Showing me,
That even the smallest things
Are sometimes the hardest

I’m growing tired,
And I’ll slowly close my eyes,
And fall into dreams where I see things
We can’t comprehend in this world,
And when I wake,
I would hope that you’re laying next to me…