I wake up in the sunshine, not a cloud is in the sky,
This state of mine starts pouring down, a thorn within my mind,
And I don’t know why I feel this way.
Psalmist with a blues harp knew about the darkest blues,
He said his soul was downcast – Lord, I feel the same way too,
Won’t you tell me why I feel this way this way? (this way)
When I look in the mirror, I tell myself I’m feeling alright,
This deep soul depression, dark whispers in my ear feel alright tonight.
Medicate to insulate, might change a thing or two,
Lord, just can’t shake this feeling I’m crying out to you,
Deep is calling deeper – did you forget the one you knew?
My prayers are weighed in anguish, still I put my hope in you.
