Sewing Pin

Another day, another night, and then another day
It's all the same
How have you been?
What have you done?
Oh, I heard your voice from several miles away
When I was walking yesterday
Oh Samuel what have we become

I'm glad you're doing well
There's not a lot of things to tell you
Well I just wake up and mope around the place
You sound so different through the speakers
And your picture's kind of pixellated
But I'm just so glad to see your face

And I feel invincible right now
But sometimes I get the feeling that I might not be alright
When it's seeming like my mind is overgrown
Won't you come and take me home

Sing to me oh sympathy
I'm just out for security
A future I know I can ascertain
Oh cos' twenty-five years later
We'll be losing all our hair
I'm just so scared I won't survive the hurricane
Maybe it's the alcohol
Or maybe its the lack of serotonin getting to my brain today
While the pills are doing nothing, I'm afraid of feeling something
Like a sewing pin against my arm again

And I feel incapable right now but sometimes
I get the feeling that I might just be alright
But still, it's seeming like my mind is overgrown
Won't you come and take me home

So I'll shut the lid and sign out for the night
And see you soon
As difficult as this may seem, I'm pretty sure I'm nothing without you

Another day, another night, and then another day
It's all the same