Every neon light’s gone out.
In every skyline, every town.
Every stop sign, every green light.
And every street scene thins to gray and white.
Every every’s the same.
Every every’s the same.
Every bearing, every nerve.
Unravels into the absurd.
Every stutter, every naïve start.
And every phone line ends in worn out hearts.
Every every’s the same.
Every every’s the same.
Eyes at the windows
Blinking back sleep to focus.
Everywhere looking for a rusted dream.
Every expression, every face.
Every gesture lacks all grace.
Every sidewalk filled with hopeful eyes.
And every nighttime ends in empty sighs.
Every every’s the same.
Every every’s the same.
There’s comfort in sameness.
Can anyone break out of this?
All hope of deliverance forgotten in a train ride.
Every every. Every every.
Every every. Every every.
Looking for an exit sign.
Bumping ’round like the hypnotized.
If there’s some kind of silver lining –
In lucid moments, everyone is trying.
Every every. Every every.
Every every. Every every is the same.