WHEN ALL THIS TIME SEEMS WASTED
ALL THESE NIGHTS IN VAIN
THIS DREAM I’VE HARDLY TASTED
OF MAKING PLEASURE FROM MY PAIN
I’D PUT IT ALL BEHIND ME
BUT I DON’T KNOW WHERE TO START
CRAWLING MY WAY BACK HOME FROM THE DARK
IT’S ENDLESS WAKING HOURS
SLEEPLESS IN MY BED
HELPLESS TO THE POWERS
THAT RUMMAGE THROUGH MY HEAD
THEY SING TO ME LIKE ANGELS
THEY’RE TURNING ME AROUND
’TIL I GET LOST, ENTANGLED
IN ANOTHER LONG SUNDOWN
BUT YOU CAN ALWAYS FIND ME
WHEN THIS WORLD JUST BREAKS MY HEART
AND SHOW ME MY WAY BACK HOME FROM THE DARK
SOMEHOW YOU REMIND ME
YOUR EYES KICK UP A SPARK
THAT LIGHTS MY WAY BACK HOME FROM THE DARK
Tom Heyman documents life in San Francisco circa 2023, refusing to succumb to easy characterization & instead capturing the city’s nuance. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 22, 2023