Still Here

Settle up or settle down Feeling good until it comes 'round The alarm bells, hear the sound One two there four times a hundred Morning fine begins to turn Sour days are cinders burnin' Keep you warm at least but can't Instead spread mess with the ashes Thought that I'd dissolve Thought that I'd disappear But I wake up in bed the next day I'm still here At times it doesn't seem so bad Then bubbles up just like an effervescent flu tab Nothin' I can say or do So it seems Too tired to see if it's true My responsibility But how to try When I can't see the wood for the trees Lay down on the forest floor Take a breath Closing eyes forever more Thought that I'd dissolve Thought that I'd disappear But I wake up in bed the next day I'm still here Thought that it was time That the end was in sight But wheel keeps on turning Beyond wrong or right Living in a question mark Time is stumbling in the dark Waiting to complete the arc This story blows who's the writer More than just to sleep and eat Again, again repeat, repeat What happened to a short and sweet This one seems will never end Know I'm not the first one To find myself here It's been widely discussed From Thoreau to Shakespeare Thought that I'd dissolve Thought that I'd disappear But I wake up in bed the next day I'm still here