Lyrics to Anxious Night
I've got one eye open and the other lid closed
Sleep is fitful, paranoia grows
Got a guilty conscience and a worried look
A horseshoe pendant on my rabbit's foot
So much is so unclear simply being here
I've got deadbolt locks and a motion detector
Floodlights burning with mercury vapor
Clock strikes midnight and I look around
For something suspicious inside and out
So much unspoken fear simply being here
Another anxious night
In this old house on a gravel road
Another anxious night
Against the ditch bank's bristling shoulder
Another anxious night
Sometimes you reap what you don't sow
And I can't figure out why
This dead wind won't blow
Switch on the light, try to do a little reading
Wonder what just might fit the mood of this evening
Flip open a book by WG Sebald
Soon I'm falling into entropy's maw
It is the folly of King Lear simply being here
Wood siding's rotting, shingles are leaking
Foundation settling, black mold creeping
The bluebird radiance alighting on our days
Is subject to the scythe of time and decay
Everything slips out of gear simply being here
Another anxious night
In this old house on a gravel road
Another anxious night
Against the ditch bank's bristling shoulder
Another anxious night
Sometimes you reap what you don't sow
And I can't figure out why
This dead wind won't blow
Sleep is fitful, paranoia grows
Got a guilty conscience and a worried look
A horseshoe pendant on my rabbit's foot
So much is so unclear simply being here
I've got deadbolt locks and a motion detector
Floodlights burning with mercury vapor
Clock strikes midnight and I look around
For something suspicious inside and out
So much unspoken fear simply being here
Another anxious night
In this old house on a gravel road
Another anxious night
Against the ditch bank's bristling shoulder
Another anxious night
Sometimes you reap what you don't sow
And I can't figure out why
This dead wind won't blow
Switch on the light, try to do a little reading
Wonder what just might fit the mood of this evening
Flip open a book by WG Sebald
Soon I'm falling into entropy's maw
It is the folly of King Lear simply being here
Wood siding's rotting, shingles are leaking
Foundation settling, black mold creeping
The bluebird radiance alighting on our days
Is subject to the scythe of time and decay
Everything slips out of gear simply being here
Another anxious night
In this old house on a gravel road
Another anxious night
Against the ditch bank's bristling shoulder
Another anxious night
Sometimes you reap what you don't sow
And I can't figure out why
This dead wind won't blow
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