Sinkin' -- 3 variations

Sinkin' 

I thought that I was funny – no one got the joke,
I thought that I was wise but they laughed each time I spoke,
I thought I was an angel but I didn’t have the wings,
Now I’m wondering if I’m anything.
 
I tell you what I’m thinkin' –
If I stay here on the floor
Maybe I’ll just keep on sinkin' 
Till you can’t see me anymore.

Once, life was sweet, then it turned bad,
I battled with my demons; that just made 'em mad.
Now, I'm tired and I'm scared,
All my fancy dreamin' got me nowhere.

Well, I tell you what I’m thinkin' –
If I stay here on the floor
Maybe I’ll just keep on sinkin' 
Till you can’t see me anymore.

I was trying to believe, trying to be good,
I was trying to do the things I knew I should,
I was praying to God, day and night,
Lying in the darkness, looking for a light.

Well, I tell you what I’m thinkin' – 
If I stay here on the floor
Maybe I’ll just keep on sinkin' 
Till you can’t see me anymore.

Words and music © Steven Hardy SOCAN

Sinking; or, The Grim Pill's Progress

Steven Hardy