Different Days

Well, I'm in hiding, but not too far
 Where time gets bent into the bar
 The same old drink, lit by waves, on different days
 The familiar chords bounce off the walls
 In C's and D's and E's
 Well I've been here before to spend my different ways
 On different days I'm in hiding
 The volume jumbles and fights for more
 Like swirls of buzzing bees
 I can't hear the stories in the cracks of the day, no
 Little bursts of language dissipate
 The stories try to hang on
 There's nothing here that hasn't been said,
 I'm running dry
 It's the moves you never make inside
 It's the moves you never make in time
 See the bottom rising
 See the bottom rising
 I'm buried in a cycle that I notice in my brain
 The repeating seems unstoppable
 Even when I change
 I forget everything I remember
 In denial I am denied
 My head feels like swarming and checking off boxes for days and days and days
 On different days I'm in hiding
 You move into the storm, it pulls you where you're going
 I'm looking up through the layers
 There's a tumbling sky that's got to land
 I'm covered in its pooling measures
 No matter where I run, no matter were I stand
 Can't let go
 When they run away I stay awake
 I stay awake on different days
 When they run away I stay awake
 I stay awake through different days
 The different days are so out from the rest
 I can't recognize the time
 Don't pull your hat down or go around
 'Cause it's everything in everything and then some
 You move into the storm, it pulls you where you're going
 Now I'm back in the ballroom dancing the buck-and-wing
 I've been tapping solo for so long
 My limbs are flying but I'm not rising to any degree
 'Cause I'm just spinning, wasted movement and energy
 On different days I'm in hiding