Stationary

Yes I will
I will.
Standin’ around for the sake of standing
Stationary
Everyone thinks they are going somewhere
Even the clouds are departing now
Huntless travelers.
When everything is moving
The traveler is the one standing still.
I had a dream last night
that I was standing next to you.
But we can't trust these dreams any longer
Their truth is as rare
as blood on water
They have no pity for human souls.
So now I stand alone.
Sunday Monday
doesn’t deserve this kind of thought.
Wednesday is the day where the people wake up
Wake up out of exhaustion
they get high when they’ve got nothing left to live on
When the sleep has run out
and the sunburnt night can’t sleep.
I shall awake.
I will.
Yes I will.