Weary

I'm flying up, I'm falling down
I'm lying flat, I'm rolling Śround
Ain't no cane to hold me steady
No pills I ain't tried already

I'm so weary Weary from these blues
Don't know where to go
Or what I'm gonna do, what I'm gonna do

I cower short, I'm stretching long
I go right, then I go wrong
Pickin' grey out from my hair
Can someone tell me how it got there?

I'm so weary
Weary from these blues
Don't know where to go
Or what I'm gonna do, what I'm gonna do

I think my brain's gone meals on wheels
Cause I'm afraid of how I feel, how I feel

I'm floating by, then I trip
Said, C'mon let's get on with it
Just a blessing and a curse
An ink stain on my satin purse

I'm so weary
Weary from these blues
Don't know where to go
Or what I'm gonna do, what I'm gonna do

©2004 owm/sperling lieder, bmi

 

 

 

 

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