| Came the Morning | Along With The Tide | ||
MISERY
Misery, where have you brought me now?
Where do I go from here?
Misery, what are you trying to tell me?
You always find me somehow
I don't fit into this world
But I'm not likely to escape
No, i don't fit into this world
And I won't run away
Misery, won't you leave me
Misery, what is the reason for you coming?
You always find me somehow
Misery, when will you go away at last?
What is it that I need to find?
I was sleeping on a hill
You came and woke me from my dream
Oh, I was sleeping on a hill
Then you woke me from my dream
Oh misery, put me back to sleep
R. Blomqvist
© 2007 Ginger Trees