<2am in Wausua>

I shouldn't be writing this song or these words that seem
to flow so effortlessly from my mind through this pen
to this notebook staring back at me in black ink is my life
my emotion my past that was never meant to be felt
or experienced or known yet here I am at 2am playing back
the past eight months in slow motion still searching for a loophole
but always coming up short so I have no choice but to continue
writing songs never meant to be written and feeling emotions never
meant to be felt all the while knowing that all these scars and this
baggage holding this pain can all disappear with a few short words
that I someday hope to hear
.....I'm home....