Why can't I sleep, am I getting it wrong?<br />
Stuck between the sheets, it can't have been that long.<br />
Staring at the ceiling, counting off days,<br />
Smoke a few seconds past and start it all again.<br />
Perhaps if I was face down, my hands on my ears<br />
Why, then I could resign myself, lie comatose for years.<br />
We all need comfort to cope with outside<br />
But it's been three weeks now and this bed still feels too wide<br />
And every which way I turn,<br />
Gives me more concern,<br />
I just want to rant and rave all night...<br />
It's all too quiet tonight, too dark out here,<br />
What am I doing outside at this time of year?<br />
I can do anything, plenty of silence to break,<br />
But no-one would notice man, no-one here's awake<br />
And every which way I turn,<br />
Gives me more concern,<br />
I just want to rant and rave all night...<br />
But tomorrow's a new day,<br />
I won't see it anyway,<br />
I'll be passed out cold at five.<br />
And I feel trapped behind the glass,<br />
Days become mere hours to pass<br />
People don't know I'm alive, tonight...