I try to bless myself with boredom
But i still feel cursed and burdened
Every day is trying on me
Why, i can't say, why i can't just be
There's always something missing still
I can't find my place or will
I keep on keepin' on the wheel
Like a lab-rat, sick and ill
There's no tomorrow
Just endless sorrow
Give me an answer
That i can borrow
And give back to you
Some other day
Oh, if you would just show me the way
I count the minutes, hours and days, dear
The weeks out of months and into years, dear
I've got so much left to give
But for what do i really have to live
Effortless days that while away
While i sit drinking in the shade
All i want is to appreciate
To get myself to that perfect place