Trip - The Drawing Room

The morning sun, it moves my face

It’s too hot, I fear, to wake

I wonder if you’ll look for better ways

But your dizzy mind’s afraid to be

Convenient, slowly watch my step

I can’t afford to make a getaway

Driven closer by mistake

Spinning faster by the day

I sit too close to speculate

Search for solid anchoring

Driven closer by mistake

Spinning faster by the day

Spinning faster by the day

Anticipation’s got me glued

But I waited, not too long

Resolving notes on the way down

So it goes, story’s told

Holding tight and phrase by phrase

I’ve had another chance to drink it all

Driven closer by mistake

Spinning faster by the day

I sit too close to speculate

Search for solid anchoring

Driven closer by mistake

Spinning faster by the day

Spinning faster by the day

I hope you let me down

You’d set me down

It’s safe and sound, although

I hope you let me down

You’d set me down

It’s safe and sound, although

Driven closer by mistake

Spinning faster by the day

I sit too close to speculate

Search for solid anchoring

Driven closer by mistake

Spinning faster by the day

Spinning faster by the day