Race The Sun - Paperweights And Coffee Stains

Paperweights And Coffee Stains

my wallet
its only getting lighter
i will keep it folded for now its a paper weight
and id love to say its easier to move, to breathe, to walk
so much weight has been lifted though armor holds its value
and Imalways awaiting my cue
Imalways forgetting lines
say dreams destroy us briefly scream like the frustrated
they hide behind the desks and theyre being held captive
strangled by the phone lines spilling coffee on their best shirt
lost myself in my subconscious, my old habits
chewed my nails into rigid saw blades
i will clock out one more time, keep my stomach from my throat
empty both these cluttered pockets to scour for change