In Reverse

It's cold again. Sweating hell in the middle of the night I'm not sure how I'm supposed to feel but I've a feeling this ain't right But it's warm and safe over on your side I don't want to bother you again tonight Your breath is deep and your sheets are dry And I'm cold again, with my t-shirt wet with toxic sweat Well I know I said that I'd try my best What a terrible lie to maintain On perilous tracks stuck in reverse Southbound on a downtown train I'm cold again. I crossed every T, I dotted all the I's. Followed each page with diligence, ate every bitter little pill of advice. The prescription they gave I'm not sure is mine. Is the Doctor honestly stuck for time? I'm told again that it's gonna get worse if the meds are to work. And while the witch trial carries on undeterred All the witches cower in shame Well the whole thing feels a little unrehearsed And now I'm stuck in reverse again. You're cold again, funny how it felt like we'd all thawed out A body won't find any fire when the mind is trying to dry the matches out it's a brand new you the analyst chimed Well anything new get's old with time And cold is then just a holding pen till the heat kicks in But a year on this stuff is time enough For it to do what it's supposed to do I was happy to say we shared this train And I was stuck in reverse with you But now we're both going backwards too. --- In Reverse - Ginger Wildheart