The Fifth Day - The Airborne Toxic Event

And I was alone

On the fifth day since you’ve gone

This broken glass;

this early morn

I rub my eyes in the haze

I’m not sleeping anyway

I watch the sun rise up

In the city where I was born

I could call you now

Wouldn’t matter what I’d say

Words just aren’t enough

I hear our song;

press repeat

I smell your perfume on the sheets

You always said, «Boy, you’re not so tough»

And only now can I say

«No matter how I shake and shape

It’s these things that make you a man»

And frozen mind begins to thaw

You think, «My God, my God, my God

Where was it I began?»

«I wish you were,» is what I’d say

If you asked me in the light of day

But these nights are like a dream I can’t shake

And there’s your hair and there’s your head

And there’s your empty dress on the bed

I wish I could scream myself awake

But I won’t go back to what I was

And I know now that you are lost

It’s your choices that make you a man

And frozen mind begins to thaw

You think, «My God, my God, my God

Where was it I began?»