AUTOPILOT
Day 3 (2020). Lyrics by Dan Zlotnick
Staring at the ceiling, focus on my breathing
Trying to believe that nothing’s changed
My legs are getting restless, the feeling in my chest is
Trying to suggest that I’m insane
I’m turning off that autopilot
No more paper airplane days
I’m waking up before I let another moment fly away
Throw the blankets off me pour myself some coffee
Let the sunlight softly wash my face
Grab a pen and paper, Make myself a wager
I'll work now and play later
Control the pace
I’m turning off that autopilot
No more paper airplane days
I’m waking up before I let another moment fly away
Tied up by distractions, handcuffs on my actions
I wish I could go back and start again
So I am routinely pulling a Houdini
To go where you can see me, so here I am
I’m turning off that autopilot
No more paper airplane days
I’m waking up before I let another moment fly away