I can't sleep with all this sound
And I can't eat with the birds around
When I see the water I want to go drown
When I'm up high I want to hit the ground
I've got a plan but it's full of holes
And I've got a soul that is growing old
I've got places I don't need to go
Patches for my clothes that I need to sew
I have scars scars scars
On my chest through to my heart
And I have words words words
They fly away with the birds
and are never ever heard
I have plans plans plans
But they have no legs to stand
And I have pain pain pain
And it is such a drain
To let it go again
The sun is setting on me
I have beds all over town
