Gabby Bess - Steve Buscemi Eyes lyrics

Supine, I am watching TV. In the dark, light moves against the wall behind me as the scenes change on the TV and nothing else happens but night turning back into day. I witness it: The nothingness, the feeling of wasting my day off from work. I think about ingesting caffeine to make myself more of a person that is motivated and interested in life. 5 am on a Friday is a time that doesn't exist to me when I can sleep and my father is pulling the trash can out onto the sidewalk. Tonight/This Morning I have a distinct sense of 5am and sadness in my stomach as I lie supine but I can't cry like this because of gravity, maybe. Who do I need to email to improve my life? When Kanye says, “Ain't no tuition for having no ambition/and there ain't no loans for sittin your a** at home,” he is making eye contact with me. Outside there is a singular bird seemingly shrieking out into nothing, performing the sadness that I project onto her. It sounds like a nervous breakdown, I know this. I feel it in the vibrato and the tree branches, given temporary meaning, clutched by light bird feet, feel an immense sense of duty to console. Feeling an immense sense of duty, I want to call back to her but the bird wouldn't understand that she wasn't alone. There is nothing I can immediately do to fulfill my sense of duty to everything that is suffering. Keep in mind, that I would hurt someone if I knew who to hurt. Am I the ultimate goodness? On the TV, Steve Buscemi looks sad, the way his eye folds sag, though he smiles and laughs with slicked back hair. He waits tables through the TV screen, making the lights move on the wall behind me. I lie and I watch him I feel myself not cry I hear the bird shriek and then become apologetic sounding: softer, slower, desperate, and then silent to my ears. But the bird can shriek at differing decibels, heard or unheard to me, and I can only remain supine; Steve Buscemi can always wait tables through the TV screen like this, even in d**h, and I can watch him.