Wrong To Say That I Am Giving Up

Right To Say That I Ain't Showing Up

I've Got Pictures At My Home

And Doors That Transform Me Alone

Sunny Days Should Leave A Message On My Phone



I Don't Think I'm Gonna Miss You Much

For I've Got Dials And Knobs Soft To The Touch

All Your Lectures Will Become

Converted Into Static Hum

Sunny Days Should Leave A Message On My Phone



Ode To Sleep Perchance To Dream

To Live Again Those Joyous Scenes

The Laughter And The Follies That

Are Locked Away Inside My Head