I see the stars fade in your eyes
and pennies fall to the floor.
A story of crumpled bedsheets and lost embryos,

We set off the clocks and woke up
to the ringing of the phone
and the singing in my head,

Too late to go back to bed,
Might as well face the day
before it fades to grey,

Colors dim and roses red
a dagger dancing in your head,
Skip a note and drink it up
The show is over I've had enough,

I saw the stars fade in your eyes
and the whispers of last words
in the ashes and tears,
Is your vision clear?

Think about the day before
that you weren't needed anymore,
Now I know the sun has gone,
At least it lived and it lingers on,

Colors dim and roses red
a dagger dancing in your head,
Skip a note and drink it up
The show is over I've had enough,

You know, it's not too late
to go back to sleep
and pretend that life is just a dream.

By: Daniel Hansen
November 21/ 01