Counting Crows on the radio
10 o'clock, late drive home
It's cold and I'm freezing
And it's gonna be a long October
And I don't have reasons to believe
In much of anything, alright
Bouncing souls on my speaker phone
Hard for walking all alone
Back and forth from 6 to 4
Metal walls, cold concrete floor
Yesterday's leaves started falling down
And I hope for my sake I didn't lose it all
My mind is gone and so am I
Now I see the world throughl different eyes
So everything around me
Is starting to weigh me down
But I'm not dead I swear to God
I'm sleeping on the ground
Everything around me
Is starting to weigh me down
But I'm not dead I swear to God
I'm making my way out
Foo Fighters on my headphones
On the way to the next show
It's still cold and I'm freezing
And it's been a long december
A reason to bury this year
When the past in the past
My mind is gone and so am I
Now I see the world through different eyes
So everything around me
Is starting to weigh me down
But I'm not dead I swear to God
I'm sleeping on the ground
Everything around me
Is starting to weigh me down
But I'm not dead I swear to God
I'm making my way out
When I was young my dad would always say
The darknest nights before the brighest day
I found my way but it was just dumb luck
It took me lying on my back
To start looking up
Everything around me
Is starting to weigh me down
But I'm not dead I swear to God
I'm sleeping on the ground
For everything around me
Is starting to weigh me down
But I'm not dead I swear to God
I'm making my way out