Day of Suffering

Aphrasia

Day of Suffering


Midcity sunshower sirens are blaring 
I know it's not pretty but some say it's real 
Let's down a few coffees and head to the shore 
Sleep on the sand and hope the tide takes us in 
If we're unfortunate enough to again open our eyes 
Groggy and squinting we will make our way home 
Either way i will have lost my smile to the waves 
To the bleak screaming green 
As sure as my eventual decay 

Words without meaning are doves without wings 
Desperate cries to death delayed by flesh 

And i would laugh but i'm stuck in the middle of it 
And i would cry but it seems that i've missed my chance 
If they put me in the ground promise me now 
A smile forced on my face 
For without the pleasure or power or pain 
Nothing has changed 
Have it be grand 

Nothing has changed 

Have it say "You don't know what you're missing" 
Have it imply "not a damn thing has changed except that you will still awake to the rain 
And groggily make your way home 
...except this time alone" 

Sorry old friend, but it got old for me years ago 

As time takes your life it seems futile to pretend that you're alive 
And yet there's nothing I wouldn't give 

And we are left to numb with age and lose the chance to see the world through virgin eyes 
And yet there's nothing I wouldn't give 

As every line beneath our eyes bears witness to the days that we won't soon forget 
There's nothing I wouldn't give 

The waves have washed away any reason for me to look back fondly upon days such as these 
Still there's nothing I wouldn't give