candle

i can't feel myself again oh why for

i can't seem to understand and ignore

still me for what i can tell

for what its worth

oh candle

still it seems i try myself oh what for

i don't reach for the high shelf

and due to gravity my plea i want

for what its worth

rekindle

burning gently warmly hoping for the

morning bright and early coping for the

ignorance with bliss and ketchup on the side

and plan oh

all i ever do is just a little

something for the new and old hospital

eyes and ears and noses pointed just for you

oh candle

let me know if you don't change your mind

and i try the same a

time ticks and turns and goes oh

on and on

it seems it nicks and squirms oh

i can't feel myself again oh why for

i can't seem to understand and ignore

tell me truth or nothing over just for you

oh candle

try again

and still i try again

and still i try again

my friend

oh bend

and still for

never end

forever

circumvent

the weather's grey and boring

morning hoping for the

calm and jolly little qualm for folly

whittle down to embers burning slowly for the

morning gentle with a side of rice cooked fresh for you

oh candle

try again

my friend i try again

and still it never ceases

broken pieces on the floor

with red and blue and yellow splattered everywhere

cold and dirty sticky

clean it up with paper cloth and

specks of tiny cups made out of silver plastic painted with the works

dressed up with the works

waxed up with the works

i can oh

i can't feel myself again oh why for

i can't seem to understand and ignore

still me for what i can tell

for what its worth

oh candle