tired

i've got a piano tied to my eyelids

and it's starting to bring me down.

i've got a burning in my throat

and it's trying to burn me down.

i've got a longing in my soul

and it's dying to bring me down:

back down to home

back down to sleep

back down to san diego.

and i'm dying for a breath

as my lungs fail to recompress

gasping for breath

gasping for you

gasping for life

and breathing in illness

gasping for motion

and dying for stillness.