Everynight

Every night when I come home – a ghost stares at the phone
 And the dust greets me from above
 The sediment of what I have become
 Every night I watch you all, every day I know
 Every night when I come home shadows start to grow
 And the sun that stings from the west silhouettes you
 My hungry eyes retract afraid the shadow's true
 Afraid of fading too
 Every night hear a rusty hinge make a sound of the dead below
 Every night when my mind kicks in the hands of time are ticking
 Won't let go – and like the dream in the silhouette
 When the masquerading cabbage said:
 "well look at you, won't you look at you,
 Just cuz you have a head you think you're always set
 To know… to know… to know…"
 (stop)
 Every night try to walk away
 But hands of time just pull me back again
 Every night at the appointed time the calling mind won't go
 Every day in the same old way it's the sound of winding down
 My starving ears react to the unrelenting howl
 Every night come crawling in
 On your hands from where I don't know
 Every night with the monster lens steal a photograph of my soul
 Every night with the six inch heels strut strut right into my room
 Every night feel the hands of time turn me back to the
 Naked gloom (oh I don't know, oh I don't know…)