[ (C) 2026 Joseph M Lenard media SEND US FEEDBACK (via CTP Show): https://www.buzzsprout.com/2210487/fan_mail/new - https://tinyurl.com/SubscribeToCTP - CTP Audios: https://tinyurl.com/CTPonBuzzsprout - CTP Videos: https://tinyurl.com/CTPonBITCHUTE - https://tinyurl.com/CTPgear - https://tinyurl.com/JLenardDetroitGear - AI images/videos/audio CTP uses: https://tinyurl.com/GalaxyMagicaAI - https://tinyurl.com/BookPromotionViaFiverr ] [Verse 1] Count the crack in the ceiling Then the shadow by the door Did I lock it Did I check it Did I check it once more Every thought like a bright red warning Every sigh like a stuck alarm Breath is crawling up my chest line Hands curled into my arms [Chorus] Still the night Still the numbers spinning in my head Let the list I’m holding Fall right off the edge of the bed Still the night Let the looping march unwind I don’t need to get it perfect Just a pillow for my mind [Verse 2] Tap the light switch with my knuckle Whisper “Last time Then I’m done” Heart says run it back eleven Brain says twelve or you’re the one Every “what if” like a siren Every memory double-checked But this blanket is a shoreline I can step back from the wreck [Chorus] Still the night Still the numbers spinning in my head Let the list I’m holding Fall right off the edge of the bed Still the night Let the looping march unwind I don’t need to get it perfect Just a pillow for my mind [Bridge] In Two Three Out Two Three (softly) Name the things that I can see Old gray hoodie on the chair Single sock Some tangled hair In Two Three Out Two Three Nothing bad is hiding here with me Just a hum and a hallway light Just a body getting tired of the fight [Chorus] Still the night Still the numbers spinning in my head Let the list I’m holding Fall right off the edge of the bed Still the night Let the looping march unwind I don’t need to get it perfect Just a pillow for my mind [Outro] One last check of the window One last glance at the door Then I lay that tiny soldier Gently sleeping on the floor Still the night Stay awhile Guard the corners of this room Till my mind turns down its volume And my dreams make a little more room
