Each turn is just like another turn
I forget what I knew and thought before
Maybe I should quit and pray for
Somebody else but me for once
‘Cause I only seem to think of me
‘Dashboard’ is making my head hurt
And “I refuse to disagree”
I pity the crowd listening to my tangle
Maybe I should try this from another angle
I don’t want to upset them anymore
But I can’t seem to stop my mouth
From fighting in just another war
I can’t be victorious but I’ll pretend
'Vain' seems to be my new best friend
Sometimes - when the need of it calls
How can I grow inside these closed walls?
I don’t want to be hard to please
I just want to feel the ground
Steady beneath my shaking knees
And stop acting like there’s no return
I’m sick of seeing their hurt and concern
I just pile one more sin behind my yoke
And hope I make it when I finally choke
There are too many burdens to count
And I don’t really want to count them all
With the time I spend lying awake
Reviewing every thought and mistake
Anyway, here’s another suggestion
But I lie down in yet another question
Waking up at noon to another worry
Telling myself to sink and to hurry
The months and dates are going inane
Moving along when I can’t explain
Will I wait and pay sweet attention
Or will I lie and break from the tension?
I’m mixing fiction and the facts
Jesus, let me find You as I left You
I’m miserable and I can’t relax
‘Cause I don’t know what I’m falling into