Sad to be aware

Crawling on a hardwood floor
And i'm looking at the adult feet
An infant vision
Thinking about the empty space
Trying to connect the dots
It wasn't easy

Are you sad to be aware?
I really couldn't tell you
Are you happy to be here?
Ask me when i'm older

Sleeping on the other room
And i'm learning how to wet the bed
A childhood flashing
Screaming in the tangled sheets
Falling to the bedroom floor
The basement flooding, flooding
Theres a kid who lives down the block
And he's dreaming of a loving fix
His name is michael row the boat ashore
And i met him in the second grade
We were waiting for the cracker bite
His lips were cutting me to tiny bits

And i hope to make amends
In the end

Moving to a bigger town
And i'm living in a carpet box
The landlord foaming
Thinking 'bout the empty heads
Trying to correct the blots
Theres someone living in the alleyway