Mortal Projections

Tell me, wasn't I in your dreams
I reached out as I was falling asleep
Thought that you were next to me
And opened up my eyes

Baby, you gotta let me know
What’s the rhyme in reason for this most recent blow
I can't take much more of this
My heart will flutter back into it's cage

You left me on the line (last night)
Happens all the time (to me)
Thinking that I might
Pack it up and throw it all away

You left me on the line (last night)
Happens all the time (to me)
Thinking that I might
Pack it up and throw it all away

There child, you gotta take it slow
If you move with haste
You’ll make the waste of the toast
Grab yourself another drink
And try to see the bottom of your cup

You left me on the line (last night)
Happens all the time (to me)
Thinking that I might
Pack it up and throw it all away

You left me on the line (last night)
Happens all the time (to me)
Thinking that I might
Pack it up and throw it all away
I see reflections of my mortal self projected on the wall