My soul is tired, my soul is weak
Struggles continue each day to week
I seek nothing more
Rising from bed a chore
Reason: rise up, for what is that?
No life have I in me, I can't even can't
My heart sad and swollen again, true
Again the reason I'm stuck, so blue
Reason have I to get out of bed
What reason I ask, I ask of my head
Memories are speeding by
So quick they pass, quicker than I
Swirling, twirling, flicker and spat
Their are here, It's a matter of fact
A reason of course, it's never through
Add to the pile of sorrows, blue
Stop them, no matter. Know not what to do
Whirling, twirling speeding none stop
'Til I Drop