Balance Problems - There's Life In the Trees

The Sorry Note

So tell me what's the worst thing you have done
The treacherous felony hid from the sun
It's all that's haunted you since first you learned the truth
I feel so criminal in my own skin
Caught in the act of a delicate sin
And I was just a boy
But man, that's no excuse
And now I can't sleep awake without thinking about it
The white fluffy smoking cloud I produced along with abuse of the most wonderful gift
I wish I could stop thinking of it
And I guess this is the thing
I'm trying to say I'm sorry
Now it's two A.M.
I think it's getting late
Worry about this tomorrow
I'm staying up late at night writing my sorry note
To a deceased armadillo
But I think it's important
'Cause God knows I still regret it

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Writer(s): James Cantrell
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