Overcast from Rain, Rain by Pyrophoria

My time has almost passed
I am no wife, I am last
To the party, the outcast
I lost my way, but they never asked
I stood outside with the overcast
The forecast such a contrast
In this life I was miscast
In this life it went by too fast

Asleep standing up
It’s my understanding of
Handling
Long-standing
Stranding
That it seems I’ve had enough

I sit at home alone
Here no one throws a stone
I wear my fingers to the bone
Writing songs that postpone
The feeling of being grown
And not having a life of my own
I don’t answer the phone
I’m now someone I’ve never known

Why my god damn psychiatrist gotta retire
Now I have to put up a flier
Solid ground for hire
I aspire
To walk a tight wire
Be someone I admire
Be the talk of the town crier
Inspire
I’m surrounded by barbed wire
How to keep in a wildfire
Is that what I desire
I plug into an amplifier
Sing like the song must transpire
Like there’s no date to expire
I never tire
Preaching to a tone deaf choir
I’m home free call me a liar

Asleep standing up
It’s my understanding of
Handling
Long-standing
Stranding
That it seems I’ve had enough

• Experimental
• alternative
• avantgarde
• experimental rock
• female indie
• genreless
• Atlanta