Arboretum

i'm alone and now i'm sorry

i'm at home and now it's scary

and it seems like somethings coming soon.

day comes around and i won't wake up

dismiss the sounds of ill-defined make up

it counts as loud but it just leaves me cold.

i was thinking disillusioned

and you were sinking into memory.

all i do is create an illusion

all i need is a little intrusion

form a sound with an idea

hope to drown before i see you

cause i was drinking my conclusion

and i was finding my necessity.