Polite Sleeper

A Shirt for Each Zipcode
I remember whenI'd come home lateI'd come home aloneWith the confidence from a chemicalNow I'm all cleaned upI can fall asleep with my lights turned offAnd my heart doesn't beat with any old help from this sceneI pick my battlesI pick my fightsHell, I picked out this shirt thatHangs on this body tonightWith no idea how it looksIf I could take what I had and wrap it In yearsWhat I wouldn't give for a little bit of confidence hereI'm up at 3AMThinking about the bills, the debts, The art of my friendsHow we live ain't free but it what we've done costs more than it shouldIn a basement off the waterUnder a bridge I can't see much farther pastFar away from a cityLetras de cancionesA city I can't afford to live inI close out most nights with a silent ride homeSometimes I follow numbersSometimes just the cardinalsI stand corrected here most timesI stay awake past most bedtimesWith pills that will dull the sharpest One of usWhen you just need to sleep it offRemember these stories from how We sinkOr swim with the currentEvery new zip code brings a purposeWith the same bike to get me homeA winter that chills the kid in meThe times I share the confidenceWith all the wrong thingsI don't suppose I chooseTo still stand or run fromIt's never quite as far as I think sometimesFrom addicts and lightweightsIt's all the same now, isn't itYou're trying not to notice thatWe're too oldToo old to care From Letras Mania