)))*******For @thousandtomorrows*******((( Thoughts keep stacking, line by line, Pages filled, but not with mine. You were here, now you’re not, Yet I’m left with what you forgot. Instrumental interlude) Memories,cheap or maybe rare, Do they matter? Do I care? Do you need them, tell me true, Or do they cut right into you? (verse) They stare at me like I’m absurd, Mouth shut tight, not one word. No one asks, no one minds, No one’s reading what unwinds. (Verse ) Look ahead, but nothing’s clear, Every road just loops me here. Walls around, no way through, Is there a door? I wish I knew. (verse) Memories cheap or maybe rare, Do they matter? Do I care? Do you need them, tell me true, Or do they cut right into you? (verse) They stare at me like I’m absurd, Mouth shut tight, not one word. No one asks, no one minds, No one’s reading what unwinds. (verse) Clock is dragging, minutes crawl, Sunday’s shrinking, shadows tall. Monday’s waiting, counting down, Still, I stand and watch it drown. A few more minutes till midnight, Another one, and another half… no way around, The night won’t ask, And, and my bright day begins.