Jesus, even more lyrics

I've been playing around with lyrics lately. Every morning and every night, I'll have my guitar in my lap and start noodling around. I've been playing around with all sorts of different themes, and writing down snippets that occasionally get developed into longer songs.

It's weird, because most of the time when I write lyrics, I know what I'm writing before pencil really touches paper. But these days, it's all just freeform association, and building songs from unexamined snippets. I mean, every song is obviously "about" me or parts of my life, because that's the writing process, but a lot of it is vague and only tenuously connected. And that's kind of where I've been, music-wise, as of late.

Anyways. Last set of lyrics I'll post for a while.

Breakfast For Dinner
David S. Percival
June 7th, 2011.

they say the best part
about being depressed
is that at least you get your sleep
wait until noon
before I even get dressed
and wait even longer to eat
while the sun goes up
well, my heart sinks down
my good thoughts are swallowed by bad
breakfast for dinner
is all I'm allowed
it's tasteless but all that I have

time for breakfast for dinner again
cooking for one, rather cook for two
time for breakfast for dinner again
cooking for one, rather cook for you
force down breakfast for dinner again.

I remember happy
sunday morning food fights
more flour on us than on the pan
those smiley-faced pancakes
that you'd make just right
do you remember how hard we'd laugh?
made toast late last night
while I'm sure you ate well
did you think of me while you ate with him?
ate on the couch
and then wished you to hell
stuck eating breakfast for dinner again

time for breakfast for dinner again
cooking for one, rather cook for two
time for breakfast for dinner again
cooking for one, but what else can I do?
force down breakfast for dinner again.
breakfast for dinner again.