The Stagger

The Stagger Fluorescent light on concrete gray Another mile to drag away The coffee’s cold, the eyes are dead A thousand screens inside the head Nobody’s fully left the floor Nobody’s looking for the door We punch the card, we nod the head The living mimicking the dead And the street keeps moving down the line A million watches keeping time But nobody is home tonight Just shadows in the neon light Dragging the foot Dragging the mind Welcome to the stagger Walking through the gray Trading all your muscle Just to buy another day Mouths wide open Eyes completely gone The parade of the forgotten Dragging on and on and on The sidewalk has a heavy pull The pockets empty, bellies full Of chemical solutions made To keep the panic in the shade You see them nodding on the bench You smell the institutional stench The city breathes a heavy sigh Too tired to live, too numb to die And the street keeps moving down the line A million watches keeping time But nobody is home tonight Just shadows in the neon light The knees give out The shadows bind Welcome to the stagger Walking through the gray Trading all your muscle Just to buy another day Mouths wide open Eyes completely gone The parade of the forgotten Dragging on and on and on Welcome to the stagger Walking through the gray Trading all your muscle Just to buy another day Mouths wide open Eyes completely gone The parade of the forgotten Dragging on and on We just stagger on