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M A L I N W A G N O N M U S I C
THE TIPPING POINT
I don't know why I think about
Cashing in and checking out
I don't know what there is to say
Or why my mind is bent that way
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I guess I got myself to thank
When all the poisons that I drank
Submerged for such a long, long time
Float to the surface of my mind
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I left the door open today
Afraid to close it all the way
Afraid when I got home again
I might not get back in
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There's a time when not enough
Twists itself into too much
A time when everything you lack
Starts seeping through the cracks
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And there are good days in between
But it's hard to know just what they mean
Or if the happiness is worth
Another lonely night on earth
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I let the lights burn out today
Sat and watched them fade away
With all the secrets that I keep
I sang myself to sleep
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