At the end of the day
There's just me in a living room, sitting on a couch
With my guitar and tired voice
Some words on a laptop
Emotions from my depression to inspire me
Some medication, a new therapy
And the sound of the kitchen boiler to keep me company
Leave me alone for I'm a story teller
Let me shoot for the stars to the dreamers
Leave me alone you all bad news bearers
Sometimes bored, sometimes anxious
The lump in my throat, the shortness of breath
And a heavy weight on my chest
I'm not sure I wanna save the day...
Is it beautiful enough to keep me going?
Maybe there's no greater purpose, no change of scenery
I'll wait and see
Leave me alone for I'm a story teller
Let me shoot for the stars to the dreamers
Leave me alone you all bad news bearers
I'm fine behind bars as a prisoner
Who can see your grass from the other side of the fence
And it's no greener...
It's no better