Little Bag Of Gloom

Lyrics

Take your pills, take your pets And go rolling down the road I got a nasty little bruise Thanks to your last episode Well, you're so cold and I'm so gray And I can hardly save the day Think we're falling into darkness Running blind You got troubles, yes it's true And they all begin with you But if you don't let somebody in You're gonna die in liar's gin But you never wanna row Towards the origin of storms And you've locked away your heart One more time So take your books, take your broom Take your little bag of gloom And I'm lost and I'm through And I'm crying out for truth Maybe when you're all alone You'll realize where love comes from But until you take that time You're just blind