Day Laborer from PERIL by Jordan Moser

Half alive and full of dreams
Half your life don't mean anything
If you're a rich man standing on your last penny
Try and look relaxed

Sometimes my heart is as hard as stone
Sometimes it's full of cracks
The moment I'm flying high like a saucer
the next im flat on my ass

There’s no logic here to justify
Hey, who ran off with my glory?
I’ve got a funny way of talking a
nd it aint helping my story
I’ve been studying your mysteries
And I still don't have a clue
Walking the trusses over no man's land
Thinking no one could understand
Why all the pain you got second hand
It feels brand new

All I see are terrorized faces
Staring at the screen
I speak to strangers in my own language
and they don't say anything

But you always know what i'm talking ‘bout
When I see you in my dreams
I wink at you in irony
but don't see what good it brings

There’s no logic here to justify
Hey, who ran off with my glory?
I’ve got a funny way of talking
and it aint helping my story
I’ve been studying your mysteries
And I still don't have a clue
Walking the trusses over no man's land
Thinking no one could understand
How all the pain you got second hand
It feels brand new

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