And the battle is long
There is no point
There is no rescuing song
If I was not so incomplete
This easy way out would
Seem so neat
To be depressed at all
Would give me an excuse
To feel so bad
To feel so cheap
But still it's so lodged in me
So deep
So deep
And all these things that snagged my path
I want them back
I need them back
It makes me so tired
To find that I have done nothing
And no one has a need to see
That I am more
That I have more
And it makes me sick
Always so sick
The battle is thick
And I can't see
And I can't breathe
But this broken record
Has run its course
I have nothing
I am a broken horse
So take me back in the daytime
To my golden meadow
And lay me down
To sleep
Lay me down
I am so tired
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