Green light on my watch 4:01. Turn on TV
There is nothing for me here.
The couch is bathed in blue electric light
Infomercials. I am too fat right here.
Birds, sleepless in the greying dawn
There is no music for me here.
I am dreamless. I am too bright awake
No rest. The night is endless here.
Eamonn, get up, the sun is on the roofs
not that there's anyone singing for you there.
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