clinophobia the awful truth well maybe it aint the dreams and it aint the life that keeps me from going to my bed maybe i dont want to lie alone all night with these crazy thoughts running through my head i been thinking of the lady in the house down the road by jct. 17 i been wondering how she ever goes out when she lives, really, on the edge of dream does she sleep at nights does she burn the lights does she have a job she goes to in the day and how about that dog well is he lost in fog or is blind and dying from decay i been thinking that i never want to sleep i want to keep on riding on a train i been doing fine i got that number nine but i'm thinking that i might pass out from the strain. 060628 ... the awful truth When the sun starts going down in the west well I'm counting hours until that final test that time i lay me in my bed to sleep but sleep well it don't come to me well i think that is something subconciously inside me that's making me afraid of all these dreams inside my head last night you were cheating me the night before i'm homeless tonight i'm feeling dreams that i were dead so i try to hold off sleeping, counting down the hours, pressing strings along the neck to make the sound and i'm wishing you were here with me, wishing i had somebody, but there's nobody around. now i'm reading all my notes from all the girls in high school and reading all my old messages from you and i am reading what you wrote about him last october before you knew me. and i am waiting for the time when i can't keep my eyes open and i'll have to take some solace in the sheets but i'll have you know right now i'm so afraid to sleep i can hardly breathe. 060912 ... the awful truth I know i've felt more for this than falling from any height and i don't doubt there's no way to ever make this right and i know i know i know I can beat the fright but I can't help it all these clinophobic nights. 060912 what's it to you? who go blather from