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