Intermission

I'm so tired, but I can't sleep
My mind is full, but I can't speak
Among the dust of the hard-to-reach
I'm stuck
Right here, somewhere between
Side A & side B
I could call it compromise
Or just an intermission
Some kind of consolation prize
For the race I never finished
I want to turn these tired gears
I want to feel the follow-through
Some kind of equilibrium
Something to set my watch to
I'm here, somewhere between
Victory & a white flag
Caught in this purgatory dream
I'm stuck
want to set the record straight
I want to retrace my every step
If I could just rewind all the tapes
Then maybe I'd find my loose thread
Call it a compromise
Or just an intermission
Some kind of consolation prize
So close but never finished
I want to turn these tired gears
I want to feel the follow-through
Some kind of equilibrium
Something to set my watch to