I'll sing myself to sleep
A song from the darkest hour
Secrets I cant keep
Inside of the day.
Swing from high to deep
Extremes of sweet and sour
Hope that God exists
I hope I pray.
Drawn by the undertow
My life is out of control
I believe this wave will bear my weight
So let it flow
Oh sit down
Sit down next to me
Sit down, down, down, down, down
In sympathy.
Now I'm relieved to hear
That youve been to some far out places.
Its hard to carry on
When you feel all alone.
Now I've swung back down again
It's worse than it was before
If I hadn't seen such riches
I could live with being poor.
Oh sit down
Sit down next to me
Sit down, down, down, down, down
In sympathy
Those who feel the breath of sadness
Sit down next to me.
Those who find they're touched by madness
Sit down next to me.
Those who find themselves ridiculous
Sit down next to me.
Love, in fear, in hate, in tears.
Down
Down
Oh sit down
Sit down next to me
Sit down, down, down, down, down
In sympathy
Oh sit down
Sit down next to me
Sit down, down, down, down, down
In sympathy
Down.
In other news I have cast on my first sock
Monkey by Cookie A. so am once again a peril on public transport with my ten pointed porcupine of doom. I'm using my less good (yet curiously not less expensive) sock yarn so that if/when I muck it up I haven't ruined the good hand-dyed alpaca stuff I picked up at Stich 'n' Bitch.