Seems I surface for a little then I’m under for a while, seems tear ace down the middle then I wonder an drive a mile. All the beauty in the world seems to die in my hands. All the teaching that I’m told seems a lie in this land. What am I supposed to do? Is it a place to go. Somewhere you’re supposed to know? I am feeling low. And that life has let me down. I am feeling blue and that life has more for you. Tonight isn’t a good one.