Phase

That night when I lifted my head up
 And I was seeing what was trembling there
 On the edge of my restless eyelid
 On the tip of the horizon's lash
 On the lip of collapsing letter
 In the lap of confusing moon
 I'm reduced to an estranged illusion
 I'm consumed by all the shit in my room
 Well then maybe if you pick my room up
 Carve a path in my moonlit floor
 Through the colors I adorn my body with
 In ritual life I adore
 Now a daisy Julie just get up
 Put on a sweater from the day before
 Like you said it's got to get better
 I wear my shadow like a uniform
 Now I'm torn right through
 Divided right in two
 So while I do align my library
 By the colors on the spine of my books
 When I'm looking for a resolution
 But there's wreckage everywhere I look
 And there's brambles scratching at the window
 And there's silver shining on the thorns
 I could've sworn the moon's singing to me
 Shining a phase so strange and torn
 Now the stars look fake and strung up
 And the colors on the floor are worn
 And the hues on my body are muted
 In the shadow of my uniform
 Now I'm torn right through
 Divided right in two
 I'm lost without using
 The brightest light I knew
 That I knew