Stay Wide Awake
Gustavo Bustermann
Shadows crawl across the ceiling as my pupils dilate
Cannot measure the dread or connect with the room
Rather fracture the ego than fracture the sanity tonight
Perhaps a mistake, perhaps retreat makes sense
One room, an empty house
Too afraid, afraid
This moment doesn't belong to me
Simply a temporary distance from the self
This moment doesn't belong to me
Simply a temporary distance from the self
Please, stay wide awake
Existing above the noise, occasionally I've
Occupied a version, a version of someone else's panic
Living within four walls
Perhaps retreat, numbness settling in
Prefer the open air, prefer the confinement
Already tasted the bottom
Which direction does the body take?
(This pulse, this pulse, still pulsing)
(This is how fear must pulse)
This moment doesn't belong to me
Simply a temporary distance from the self
This moment doesn't belong to me
Simply a temporary distance from the self
Please, stay wide awake
With the clenched jaw and the body refusing rest, yeah
Less heavy, becoming more alert
Rest on the senses for a second
One sharp surge, everything floods
So let the body carry the weight of tonight
Rapid thoughts, release once, calculate twice
Swallow the aftershock, let out a long cry
Notice the colors, weightless drifting past the ceiling
(In the dark, in the dark)