Drifter

This is
A spiritual decline
An affliction of the heart
A possession of the mind
A welcomed collapse of my head held high
You see, these days and weeks of futile breath
Have worn me down so that there’s nothing left
And inspiration only fails me
Only fails me time and time again
(Time and time again)
No, it shouldn’t take a miracle to get out of bed
But to summon the strength
Give me a reason to stand
And start over again
Show me a sign that all is healed in time
And I’ll show you ten more that suggest otherwise
Come on and prove me right
I’ve seen
This vicious cycle repeat
More pills but less soul
At least I’m on my feet
I’ll drift through the day just to get back to sleep
I’ll drift through the day just to get back to sleep
Or self-meditate my way into the arms of relief
Into the arms of relief
No, it shouldn’t take a miracle to get out of bed
But to summon the strength
Give me a reason to stand
And start over again
Show me a sign that all is healed in time
And I’ll show you ten more that suggest otherwise
Come on and prove me right
Prove me right
This is
A spiritual decline
An affliction of the heart
A possession of the mind
This is
A spiritual decline
An affliction of the heart
A possession of the mind