Lyrics atlas – morning walk

Wake up, take my morning walk, and pass out on the porch again
Shatter under pressure, pilot corpses made of porcelain
Terrified of questions, ‘specially «lesser than…» or «more than friends?»
I panic over people like a swimmer to a dorsal fin

I’m out my element in every single element
Bad with conversations, speak in nervous stares and mellow shifts in tone
In every room I occupy, I play the elephant
And glance at clocks to tick away the moments ’til farewell and dip

If anxious was a role one could fill upon a credits list
I’d grab an oscar every other time I left my bed a bit
Performing well enough to leave my colleagues in a deficit
The academy awards would be incredulous

I’m often opulent in time alone, purveyor of the faux pas
Horrible at family festivities, silent, phone on
I wander to the dinner table, fumble to the coleslaw
And wish I was at home so I could doze off