Days On End

I carry this with me

crossing all lines

not moving at all inside

the night never comes

no nothing aligns

I'm crawling under the wire

this time

for days on end

this world is lost

to the reels and the sounds

and the pictures that I won't replace

and all that I planned

fell away with the paper and rain

changing over and into the visions

of what might have been

for days on end

you're holding the door

with the back of your hand

on the edge of the step there you're standing

you're taking the day

like a far away song

I keep playing it over and over