Silent thunder
Constant shutter
Window opens to sunlight
Dawn bright
Breathe in slowly
No more empty
Fever dissipates in real time

Yellow pieces of paper
Yellow tables on
Portrait hanging on nothing
Yellow painting gone

It's easy to dream the taste of cold coffee
And the way that cigarette hangs from your mouth
Sometimes I just want to scream
Sometime I just don't know what that means to me
Is it so plain to see?