How long have I been crying?
It feels like it's been too long
Somedays I don't feel like smiling
Just drown myself in a song

Anything I say sounds crazy
My brain feels like it's made of clay

My eyes are red and a little hazy
That's why I'm quiet now anyway

I think too much or not enough
I guess depends on who is asking
The tides are high the wind is rough
The lines are long, no sign of ending

There are stones weiging me down
I am thrashing against the cold water
I'm caught in a vortex and I think I'd like to drown
The sirens must think 'the currents brought her'

Sorry if I have a flair for the dramatic
That's the excuse I tell to those confused
Am I unwell or erratic
I guess I'll have to choose

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The beginning is inspired by a wonderful song. Also, I think i'll create a playlist with songs for Rêveuse!
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