up late at night all alone

can't you see that I'm trying?

trying so hard to hold on

to the things I know

but in the evening I will have to go

what I most want is bad for me I know



out in the dark, shaking hands 

in the street, I'm drifting

drifting away from my family towards my foes

my mother told me you'll reap what you sow

what you most is want is bad for me you know 



back in my home late at night

all alone, I'm flying

flying above all my troubles

my mind's a gull

when I am happy my heart starts to slow

what I most want is bad for me I know



late in the morning I wake 

all alone, I'm crying

crying for all of the people who love me so

but when we get sad we know where to go

what we most want is bad for us we know



flirtation

drug use

and adultery