WHEN THEY COME OUT AT NIGHT (Part II)

There's a bottle on the table and I don't know where it came from Could've been a friends but they wouldn't leave it open I've got to get up, it's midday, what a pain, And I'm ashamed when I realize last night's bottles and fights were mine God, I thought I've changed But I need to get through today Oh god, I thought I knew better Than run and hide from this pain Oh god, I thought I've changed But I'm ashamed Oh I'm ashamed Back where we started, I see I mean, where else would you possibly be? Alone, with a drink in one hand and your mouth hone in the other Lockdown must've done you a number But while you're here, waiting for a sign Or a green light to venture back into the night Let me remind you something those clubs conceal: Everything you feel is real The office lights aren't some recurring dream And you know the sounds of keyboards and meetings are your character's theme So when you followed the crowd, were you sure they were right? Did you believe the old saying "life is for those who can afford its price?" Because while you sit there each day Wishing you were in some other place Your grief of recent years Has only become harder to face And as liquor and lines become dessert each night I'm afraid that furious fog is consuming more of your mind. But I believe in you I believe in fighting the fog And I believe we deserve to find the form Where we escape this vicious cycle and let our hearts dance beyond the moon It's been done before, and I know you can do it too. And while you sit there I'll keep reminding you Because this isn't the end. You can change it all tonight, You just need to begin.