Eyes Like Walls - Syd Matters

Is this relevant on a ghost’s Wednesday night?

To ask questions in the dark to wake me up

With eyes like walls

No way to come in to follow your thoughts

It’s hard to break in

And these pills don’t work

Ache sometimes

Which you always hurt

And I feel like I wanna write a book

About my girl with the green eyed look

I’m a cloud in her sky

But I’m no writer

I was down as usual

In my bed like a ritual

Waiting for the Sandman’s call

But I’m not tired

Dusty floor and empty cars

Wish you could stay around

Clean up the bathroom floor

But honey, you want more

I’m in a rush

I’m in a hurry

Can I be on time?

We’re gonna treat you right

We’re gonna hit you in the back, oh

I’m in a rush

I’m in a hurry

Can I be on time?

Quick sand

Quick sand

Quick sand