Now I've left some change But you're probably on your way by now It's quite hard to say But I can't really form my thoughts the right way I guess I've never been great at putting my words Thoughts to words Slowly peeling back Can't feel conscience anymore Bug eyed as they focus I could see a little clearer How do I feel At the end of the day When the mind shuts down And drifts Away I can't Feel it anymore Feel of my face to the floor Wide eyes Finally awake Wide eyes Between what I can really see And what I wish that I could see all the time What does she feel What does she feel at the end of the day When her mind shuts down and she drifts Drifts away