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In complete darkness I lose balance
I'm getting dressed you're still asleep
Think you're a fake at not being awake
I reach the door, your breath has changed
I do not stop, turn all the locks
Don't hold your breath, you shouldn't wait

The birds and cars
Speak up when they reach morning
I know some day
The spring will return again

I'm returning to a small green room
At 5:15 the sky has changed from black to blue
Still hardly day these Brooklyn stars
Are small and strange
I'm under roads they're going home

Perfect plans cannot be made
I hate fights about merging on to interstates
I think people should realize there are other lanes
Not just theirs for only them to get them home again
To go home again

In complete darkness I lose balance
I'm getting dressed, you're still asleep
Don't hold your breath, you shouldn't wait
There's no one there for you to save

I know some day the spring will return again
The birds and cars speak up when they reach morning
I'm not gone yet, I want more of everything

In complete darkness I lose balance
I'm getting dressed you're still asleep
Think you're a fake at not being awake