march denial

What am I doing here? Without you, my dear? Why did you leave me alone With the clock I fear? Why you did this is still unclear I did not enjoy being left alone Within myself I’m not at home Without you With the clock I fear My derangement is shifting gears Pale rooms, apathetic apartment Life’s gone dry as parchment The plants all died Surrounded by a world grown dim Without your light My derangement is kicking in Without your light My derangement is taking flight And the clock hanging on my wall Is ticking away my life again But the clock hanging on my wall Is not my problem after all For my derangement is you, my dear For my derangement is you, my dear