Echoes Of The Lonely - Scott Matthews Last night i woke Nothing familiar only feelings that i was alone In a room in the dark What if the dreamer dies Tomorrow's sky will abandon every piercing light And hang like smoke in a closed room The tube light in the street flickers away I pocket every flash and place it somewhere safe As i drown in my sleep The hotel room echoes of the lonely As i wane under stiff cold sheets The party thrives from the copious amounts of binging eyes Unlike mine that are trying to find you It's 4 am and the dirty room's stained The door closes as the creek of the hinge Spills me out of my bed ache So i go wandering Downstairs smells of damp cigarettes And all that's dispensed is a thought from the vending machine Telling me i need to bar the obscene from the remainder of my dream The drunks that slur the street trickle away As they pocket one night stands in a dim lit place As i drown in my sleep The hotel room echoes of the lonely As i wane under stiff cold sheets The party dies and the copious amounts of sadness hide in my eyes Until the alarm wakes me Wakes me But i can never sleep编辑于2021/04/22更新