Colder After Midnight

Is there a plan
Is there a point
What if these days never count
What if they just continue to mount

As I sit here and wait
I cannot stay warm
I cannot be moved
All I can do
Is worry about the outside view

Would you ask me to be still
Is that something you’d do
Right now I don’t know
If I did any of this for you

And it’s gone
So very fast
If I don’t sleep tonight
Maybe today will last

But I’m here
And I’m out like a light
It gets colder after midnight
So my mind flies to the sky to avoid
All that I hope
All that I dream
But everything up there is cloudy it seems

So I’m lost
Caught in the wind
Won’t you give me a hand
Where’d you go
With the grip of quicksand

It’s a fear
An ever-present scare
This is me here
And never over there

Is there a plan
Is there a point
What if these days never count
What if they just continue to mount?