It is a dark and rainy day. I have been laying in bed since 7 am and just wishing it were night so I could sleep all day. My brain is so cluttered with what ifs and my house is cluttered with stuff. There is not a room you can't walk though with tip toeing in fear of your life (in both my brain and my house). I better go get at it.
Somehow I'm leading someone else's life
I cut a star down with my knife
And right now I still see the way the moon plays this tune