Mr. One-More-Episode — At 1:47 AM

Lyrics

[Intro]
The time is one forty-seven.
AM.
The room is blue.
Not sky blue. Screen blue.

[Verse 1]
The glass of water on the bedside table
has forgotten what ice was.
The chip bag, a silver crumpled lung, exhaled salt.
My eyes, they don't blink enough. I read that somewhere online.
Feels like sandpaper on glass.
The remote control is a warm, smooth river stone in my palm.
At twelve-thirty, I told myself, this is the final one.
At one-fifteen, I swore it again.
A promise made to a version of me that wanted to sleep.
He lost.

[Chorus]
And the credits shrink to a window in the corner.
The black screen shows me my face for a second.
A ghost in the machine.
Then the countdown.
Next episode in five…
four…
three…
Sloth is a remote control held very still.

[Verse 2]
I can already hear it in my bones.
That piercing, digital scream at six-thirty AM.
The first of three snoozes I'll bargain for.
The dull ache behind the eyes, a tiny, persistent hammer.
The heavy blanket, the weight of a Tuesday I haven't earned yet.
The man in the bathroom mirror tomorrow morning will curse the man on this pillow tonight.
He'll splash cold water on a stranger's face.
But he isn't real yet. This story is.

[Chorus]
And the credits shrink to a window in the corner.
The dark glass shows me my own tired glimmer.
A hostage to the light.
Here comes the countdown.
Next episode in five…
four…
three…
Sloth is a remote control held very still.

[Bridge]
There's a whole world sleeping out there.
Or working. Or living.
Making deals with the morning sun.
But in this blue room, it's just this story.
This perfect, sealed container of a world
where the plot is decided, the choices are already made.
All I have to do is watch.
The click in my hand is so small.
The smallest surrender.
To just… let it happen.
To not move a single muscle in my thumb.

[Outro]
Two…
one…
The theme song starts.
I know this one by heart.
Six-thirty is a lifetime away.
The remote is still.