Where Is the Healing?

I look for comfort in the arms of every friend that I have known, I long for poetry to sweep away the clouds above my soul. I let myself believe that these will be my saviours till the end. And so, on them I depend. On them I depend. Where is the drug? Where is the healing? Where is whatever will ease this pain? There is nothing I won't swallow To stop what's eating up my brain And get my feeling back again I hear tortured voices buried deep inside of my head, I have restlessness and anger as a pillow for my bed. I hope it won't be long 'til I can prove myself to be Untarnished by what's followin' me What is followin' me? Where is the drug? Where is the healing? Where is whatever will ease this pain? There is nothing I won't swallow To stop what's eating up my brain And get my feeling back again What of the prayers that seek to comfort one who's losing her love, What of her mother's cries that surely she has suffered enough. And when he's gone where is the justice in a child that knows his name As a photo in a frame A picture in a frame Where is the drug? Where is the healing? Where is whatever will ease this pain? There is nothing I won't swallow To stop what's eating up my brain And get my feeling back again Where is the drug? Where is the healing? Where is whatever will ease this pain? There is nothing she won't swallow To stop what's eating up her brain And get my feeling back again Where is the drug? Where is the healing? Where is whatever will ease this pain? There is nothing we won't swallow To stop what's eating up our brain And get our feeling back again Where is the drug? Where is the healing? Where is whatever will ease this pain? There is nothing they won't swallow To stop what's eating up their brain And get their feeling back again