Traffic Haze

This brain is a buzzing beehive
Swarming thought infestation
My muscles pulse and burn alive
Tonight they crave sensation
And when the night finally falls
She’ll wrap her arms around me
And when I drop into the sea
Let me rise in glory
I am one in the glow of the rising sun
Across these walls are my loathing scrawls
I hear the water underneath the bridge
This day was a slanting misfire
A selfish infatuation
All my lovers live on pages
It keeps me lonely reading
And from this perch I am a god
The river speaks to me
One final step and I will fly
Into that waiting darkness
I am one in the glow of the rising sun
Across these walls are my loathing scrawls
I hear the water underneath the bridge
So I glide blindly through the streets
And I can hear the traffic haze
Yeah, maybe I’ve had better days
Maybe I’ve had better days