

I keep the room lit low
Screens flicker on the wall
I watch the rain slide down the
glass
I watch the late train fade and pass
I watch old films with the sound turned small
I watch the dust drift through the hall
Everything moves, but I stay still
Counting the hours against my will
I was made for watching stuff
Windows, weather, smoke and rust
Eyes wide open, heart held shut
I was made for watching stuff I
watch the night bend over town
I watch each empty curtain drown
I watch the streetlights stain the floor
I watch and wait for something more
If I move, the spell might break
So I let the silence ache
I was made for watching stuff Windows,
weather, smoke and rust
Eyes wide open, heart held shut
I was made for watching stuff
Still watching
Still
awake