I'm so, I'm so low, time goes by so slow, you're so right I know, can endorse my hope, scratched and weary throat, I can't hit the notes, that I once,
Ohhhhh, something's calling me, I don't like the words it says, it breeds insolvency,
Noooo, body seems to feel this way, about the world and all the strings were being pulled since yesterday,
Talk to the shell of a side, he was coping, miles and miles ahead of himself, he goes, on his way home,
Watching the time and it's passing me by, I, let out a sigh from NY to Cedar Grove, I'll walk this road,
Unsettling times in the world and at home he, bottles inside his emotions, they told me, I'm part of the mold, mind body and soul,
I'm part of the mold, mind body and soul,
Unsettling times in the world and at home he, bottles inside his emotions, they told me, I'm part of the mold, mind body and soul,
Nooooo, ones perspective is the same, my sense of self has been on hold, mind body and soul.