Monoral

I can hear this silence crawl around.
Hello, you thinkers,
Hello, you fakers.
And I see the summer drown you dry.
Hello, you lovers,
Hello, you dreamers.
When I feel so insecure,
I will need you: turn around.
There's no one left to decide who is right or wrong.
Waiting's not enough for you.
Wasting what I want the most,
Tuesday's gone, and I'm tasting it over.
Let me reside with the same old view.
Sharing's all I need from you.
Taking what I want the most,
Tuesday's near, and I wish that you were here.
I can feel this sadness drag you down.
Hello, you talkers,
Hello, you sleepers.
And I see this madness close your eyes.
Hello, mistreaters,
Hello, you weepers.
When I feel so insecure,
Grace my day,