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Thought I'd maybe try and drift off;
But then again.
Alone gets tiring.
Going on two years
for the rest of my life.
"So wait up, I'm not sleeping alone again tonight. There's so much to dream about. There must be more to my life."

Time passes a lot more now that no one's there.
And all the different lights in the sky just
aren't as bright.
But enough.

Two years going on forever sure does drag
by like it would-
but not expected-
but not surprised.

One day I'll drift again.
Can't fuckin' get to me there.
Driftin' too.