Slow To Rise - John Splithoff

I been up and down the rain washed boulevard

World turning as the days just fall apart

The air heavy in my lungs pain in my heart, my heart

So I walk into the MD on 88th

And the waiting room is empty but still I wait

Does anybody know what’s wrong with me?

Cause you see

These days I can’t help but feel paralyzed

Wake up in the morning I’m slow to rise

I need somebody to empathize

And try to help me understand

It won’t be like this forever

Gotta find a way to make it better

No it won’t be like this forever

Gotta put the pieces back together