Worth Dreaming
Dawg
The sun sets on another empty day.
I can hear the wind just outside the glass.
Everything’s been said again, and again, and again —
just trying to cleanse the past.
I’ve forgotten about everything.
I can hear you breathe against the pillow.
We spent the night talking about everything,
but there’s so many things
I never wanted to know.
I can hear you whispering
to someone else as you lie sleeping.
I can feel you slipping away from me.
I don’t know anything for sure.
I don’t know anything anymore.
We gave a great performance.
No one would even guess.
The academy would surely be proud of us —
we never let it on to all the rest.
I reach out and feel the pane
as the cold breeze blows against the window.
And the knowing’s driving me insane.
Why couldn’t we leave it at I don’t know?
You swear you didn’t mean for it to happen.
Why didn’t you just turn away from me?
You say it will never ever happen again.
Now it’s the only memory.
The one memory that fills my mind.
The only one that remains.
Why couldn’t you just let me stay blind,
let me make it through the days?
Now I can’t lie beside you in this bed
knowing I’m someone else inside your head.
I can feel you falling away from me.
My nights are gone to restless days.
You’ve gone and taken the stars away.
Why should I even lay down,
because to me it’s seeming
there’s nothing left worth dreaming.