I don't like artificial light, but I use it every night. No other way to see.. No the day won't stay for me.

And when the lights go out, 
memory gets me around as I wander through the dark, 
but I can't get very far. 
And once again I find,
I'm no good at being blind, 
and the light of every day can never be replaced.

Don't mistake the [bad word] for the fake..
raft for an island, asleep for awake.
There are so many ways to evade what's right in front
of your face.

If there's a way, I'd rather not remain so lost in disarray.. 
My brain a battlefield of the wounded and the healed. And as my reach is short,
these hands could use support to climb out of the trench I keep on falling in.

Don't mistake the [bad word] for the fake..
raft for an island, asleep for awake.
There are so many ways to evade what's right in front of your face.

Drank you in but I still thirst. Not the answer I thought you were. All we said.. What's it worth? Not an anchor, only words.