The Dream that once was Morning

There's a gray sound that happens
and it whispers as Dawn comes through the windows
And blinds cannot shield you
from the end of another sleepless night
There's a moment that settles
all the uncertain parts in the bedroom
Two arms as they twist and turn
directing you to glistening light

Can you climb over me?

There's a film that reminds me
of the time I spent holding onto sadness
As an Idea it fed me
and held skin tight to my bones
But projectors and flashlights
only strike blocks that will bind them and blind them
And fingers and plastic become
circles and shapes on a wall

Can you climb over me?
So you can see like I can't see

(My eyes hurt
My sun goes blind
And even what's worse
You were on my mind)