Bedbound

Bedside, pulling out my hair by my bedside If I already knew about it, what did expect me to do about it Tongue tied, loosening the knots with stage fright It was such waste of an outing, but what can we do about it Onside, tryna keep those demons onside And its not a very pleasant process but nobody told you it would be darling Running with your fingers in your ears won’t get you that far Surely just conversing with yourself it can’t be that hard Open to the notion that I’ve got it all wrong and need to start again - make amends Tapestries of miseries built up inside my bedroom Some I will keep to myself and some I share with you God bless you, (God bless you!) You’re a lucky one Your brain don’t work the same way mine do - its behind you, behind you I'm bed bound Bed bound Bed bound Bed bound I'm bed bound Bed bound Bed bound Bed bound