Daniel (Part I)

Where is the seamstress that could sew me up and save my soul?
I'm hunted & haunted & doomed & without control

Slow diminuendo into despair
I'm dying every day again, it is more than I can bear

For months travelling out of time, sold my ID, forgot my name
Am into drugs, cops & crime

I left it all behind: no more family, no more friend
For this delusional trip with no happy end at hand

Oh Mum, don't cry! You've been crying for years
By now you're dry, no liquid in your tears
I'd like to close your eyes
And your ears, so you won't hear my lies

Let me fly and ignore the fear
And if I die, just means I had no more business here
You won't need to rescue me anymore
And I'll be serene like I've never been before

I'm sure your thoughts & prayers will be with me
No more daylight, no more light that I can see

Is this the end of the world today?
Or merely closing time for me? Won't make no difference anyway

Dad, it's a cry- it's a crying shame
Every day I get high and put shame on our name
Wish I were back home, the safest place
Become a child again, protected by your warmest embrace