I'm depressed
I am depressed, O so depressed.
I go to the porch and extend my fingers.
Over the taut skin of night.
The lamps that link are dark, O so dark
No one will introduce me to the sunlight
Or escort me
To the sparrow's gathering.
Commit flight to memory,
For the bird is mortal.
I am depressed, O so depressed.
I go to the porch and extend my fingers.
Over the taut skin of night.
The lamps that link are dark, O so dark
No one will introduce me to the sunlight
Or escort me
To the sparrow's gathering.
Commit flight to memory,
For the bird is mortal.
