A Heavy Abacus

Here we are bending feet

In the dark before dreamless sleep

Cloaks that spot, that shiver, that breeze

Throws you in the dark

Happiness it won't last long

And this child behind stores it all

The failed man's curse and the cost

Of noncholance

Thank you sly watchful gene

A plastic life up my sleeve

If you've followed this far you've realised nothing

Now your world is here

Watch it disappear

Abacus haunting me

Abacus watching me

And it all plays out

And it always comes around

The message fades but the mess prevails

You reckless thing leaving you in our hands

Abacus haunting me

Abacus watching me

All we have is this chance called memory