Extraterrestrial from Worrying Boy by Chris Rosser

EXTRATERRESTRIAL (©Chris Rosser, 2021)

The blue night light makes his pale skin look celestial
The red glow on the tip of his finger seems extraterrestrial
I look over from the hospital couch to see if he’s sleeping yet
Nobody knows much for sure about how bad it’s gonna get

Nights like these no one prepares you for
Especially when you’re not even grown
Go to sleep, go to sleep
My worrying boy

Machines are beeping, cold air from the vent is rattling
Out in the hallway, the night shift’s voices keep chattering
Big eyes on a skeleton frame, he stares at his cellphone
Trying to block out the world and find his way home

Nights like these no one prepares you for
Especially when you’re not even grown
Go to sleep, go to sleep
My worrying boy
Go to sleep, go to sleep
My worrying boy

• Acoustic
• acoustic singer-songwriter
• folk
• folk pop
• world fusion
• Asheville