Arboretum

i'm alone and now i'm sorry
i'm at home and now it's scary
and it seems like somethings coming soon.
day comes around and i won't wake up
dismiss the sounds of ill-defined make up
it counts as loud but it just leaves me cold.
i was thinking disillusioned
and you were sinking into memory.
all i do is create an illusion
all i need is a little intrusion
form a sound with an idea
hope to drown before i see you
cause i was drinking my conclusion
and i was finding my necessity.