Dear me. . .I'm falling again
losing my grip on life and the floors about to give
the tears have fallen, they're drying up
my cries are hallow and empty. . .
dear me. . .I'm looking through the end of an empty bottle
talkin' to the air, listening for understanding and longing for forgiveness. . .
dear me. . .I'm on my knees
praying for answers to questions i won't ask
bleeding for all to see
dying in the shadows. . .
dear me. . .I've lost myself
dear me. . .I've fallen
tumbling to the ground
I'm reaching for the ledge, seeking solid ground. . .
