Now I'm failing to come down ... What I always wanted. I always went in the lake and now I sit the shore I notice the time, the place, the booze, the heat, the score... I sleep when the sun goes down, might rise on it's return I think about everything and nothing's what I learn I wanted to pray alone I name you in this prayer I wanted this day alone I blame you in this prayer The gift that I'm choosing is a gift for changing light Who cares if this day proceeds through wrongness or through right Whatever was in the lake will wash up on the shore I found all the days I lost and never lose no more I sleep... o.k., there's time for this.