Fall down, kiss the ground once again

This mire, too often my heart's desire

Pick me up, and dust me off once again

This mire, too often my heart's desire



I created my own shame

Put a muzzle on my mouth

And when I get so very anxious

So very anxious, anxious, again



And bro, if things were left unsaid

Tomorrow's sorrow's wait there

Once again

The silver pin holds up the night

refuse to sing their starry song tonight

Goodnight

Good day



I created my own shame

Put a muzzle on my mouth

And when I get so very anxious

So very anxious again

(x2)



We always go back

Not this time

We always go back, not this time