Waiting on my Sequel (Folk)

Sequel Some nights I feel so broken Like someone else's token Lost in an endless sea Of what may never be I'm like discarded paper Floating on the breeze Not a soul to catch me Your love, I cannot seize Every mornin', I'm up till four With people, I care for no more Waiting for this scene's take two The hitless remake I wish came true As a loyal dog, without a bone Waiting on my sequel, all alone Each tear is a down payment On a set that's not for rent I'm running from memories And the co-star is absent The past is always charging To attack me without warning Each day just passes by With reshoot every morning Every mornin', I'm up till four With people, I care for no more Waiting for this scene's take two The hitless remake I wish came true As a loyal dog, without a bone Waiting on my sequel, all alone And what fleeting happiness With one I can't possess A remix of the weeping In a script I care for less Then dreams that have no equal I await my happy sequel I'm now perched upon my seat You make me feel so complete Every mornin', I'm up till four With people, I care for no more Waiting for this scene's take two The hitless remake I wish came true As a loyal dog, without a bone Waiting on my sequel, all alone