Hit the Ceiling (Effigy)

Words and music by Joe Dickinson

Hit the ceiling

I’m dead again

And I went

Up against my only friend

Hit the ceiling

Why do I even try?

It’s that feeling

All up in my heart

When I start

Not to care about the end

It’s that feeling

I spy in the sky

I took a picture of myself

And I lit it on fire

I see children

Holding hands

Making plans

I used to be one of them

I see children

Waving to say their goodbyes

I remember

Here a smile

There a while

Where we had nothing to do

I remember

War warning the shore to be kind

I’m a flower

Who what when or where

I don’t care

I’m just waiting in the womb

I’m a flower

Hoping to open my mind

And cherish the beauty I find

I took a picture of my situation

And I lit it on fire

Copyright 2010 Joe Dickinson