

{slow solo acoustic guitar arpeggios,
fingerpicked, soft room
ambiance, tape hiss} {sighing} (ahhhh) The ceiling has been staring back for
hours
Dust motes dancing in the graying light
Every single task ahead of me
Feels like an mountain out of sight
I've got no fire left inside my chest
Just a heavy weight of deep unrest
I try to move
but I just slide away
Nothing left to say
(so heavy)
{pedal steel guitar swells} Friends are calling but the phone's face down
Every message is a debt I owe
Wrapped in blankets on the living room floor
How did my spark
sink down so low?
I've got no fire left inside my chest
Just a heavy weight of deep unrest
I try to move
but I just slide away
Nothing left to say
{emotional acoustic guitar solo}
No motivation today... (no fire) {guitar fades slowly to quiet
fingerpicking} {tape hiss, room tone decay}