Alingual

May as well be on the stretcher
Black & bruises too 
You may as well be injured 
Boundless blister blue 
But you're only in your bed 
And there's nothing in your head 
That wasn't put there by receivers 
In the past hour of two 
The movie doesn't count 
Because you can't see in the cinema 
Through the predetermined random acts 
Of life in the dark 
And don't try to talk it out 
Because your alingual pseudo-systems of 
"If's"& "Likes" and "whys" 
is what made this fall apart 
So hang up, come around, 
wet stems will support you 
when you can't talk it out 
So shut up, feel the rain 
Some times you act like it 
will burn you in place of real pains