Afterthoughts - Sleepthief, Lauren Edman

Something’s coming but I can’t see

Something’s coming but I can’t see

But I can’t see

Drifting through sun-streaked days

And wispy nights

Of afterthoughts and fireflies

Careful now

There’s no one around

Something’s coming but I can’t see

Something’s coming but I can’t see

But I can’t see

Shifty-eyed and sifting through the rubble

Who would think a mind could be so muddled?

Terrified as terror does it finds me

It finds me

Desperately, spiraling…

Down

Something’s coming but I can’t see

Something’s coming but I can’t see

But I can’t see