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

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