I Never Want To Be Rescued
But maybe I'll allow you to.
Maybe you can make
the days somewhat warmer
and the evenings
slightly calmer.
If you were here,
with me,
just as you should be,
what would be happening?
How do your eyes look when you first wake up
and how
do you sleep?
Do your nerves go bad
all the time,
or do you never cry?
Who do you run to
when you're not sober
and words don't make sense?
To whom
do you confess your sins?
If you were here,
with me,
just as you should be,
what would be happening?
I wonder
if you sing in the shower
and how you sound
when you get mad and yell.
How many cigarettes do you smoke in a day
and how do you
deal with all your pain?
What did you want to be
when you were a kid
when you 'grew up'?
[you still haven't grown up.]
What is your regret
that keeps you awake?
How many sins
were commited today?
I wonder if you know all their names
or forget yours somedays.
When I don't sleep
i'd like to think that you're sorry.
If you were here,
with me,
just as you should be,
what would be happening?
Oh mama, do not see me today.
Dear papa,
try to heal my pain.
Though I've never liked it
attempt to save me.
If you were here,
with me,
just as you should be,
what would be happening?
[I only can wonder
since you never have been here.
I wish you were.]