running dry

Our hands are in a knot

It's all I'm thinking of

The shape of your elusive arms

Naked by the light

I bring it all back home

Where it don't belong

I stash it in my tiny house

And leave the door ajar

I gotta find a new career

I gotta really try

I'm drowning in this atmosphere

Running dry

I'm digging my own track

No use in turning back

I'm swimming round in circles

It feels that way sometimes

Like a cat that is too weak

To stand

I lay around in corners

Of whatever room I can

I gotta find a volunteer

And space enough to thrive

This loneliness has got me near

Running dry