Long October

Counting Crows on the radio

ten 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

Bouncing souls on my speaker phone

Hertford walking all along

Back and forth from 6 to 4

metal walls, cold concrete floor

Yesterday 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 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

underground

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

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

Reason to burry 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

underground

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

When I was young my dad would always say

The darkest nights before the brightest day

I found my way but it was dumb luck

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

underground

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