Unclean

sunshine and wind and a hot press
sunshine and wind coming through the window
over radiator hiss
waiting for the blood that never comes

sunshine and wind take a cigarette
sunshine and wind rattle the gates
waiting for the drugs that never come
hiding in the sheets
well come on, day and leave me be
but I am unclean

take this water from my hands
this wrench from my mind
this ugly little drain clog

from a breath, from an arm's length
I can see em in my chin now
tough crowd, warm in all the right places
sick sick sick sick

can it really be
that i am up with the sun but it ain't up with me
i am unclean
and I ain't am no fun
not with my disease
i am unclean

sunshine and wind come on build high
sunshine and wind callin goodbye
waiting for the love that never comes

it is all that I can stand
to get up with the sun
and have it shine down on me
on the last scene

all i have not done
all i have not seen
being unclean