Down. Fall by the wayside no getting out. | |
Down. Cry me a river dried up and dammed. | |
The names can be changed but the place is still the same. | |
I am loaded. Told that all's for naught. Holds me down. | |
Rise. Life is in motion. I'm stuck in line. | |
Rise. You can't be neutral on a moving train. | |
One day the symptoms fade. Think I'll throw these pills away. | |
And if hope could grow from dirt like me. It can be done. | |
Won't let the light escape from me. | |
Won't let the darkness swallow me. | |
So long. |