Thoughts

Thoughts they come in the morning

Thoughts they come in the night

They’re trying to give me a warning

They’re trying to put up a fight

Thoughts they flicker and wander

Thoughts want me in their grip

They’re trying to get me to ponder

And worry bout’ all that there is

I am worryingly me

So tired and never at ease

There is always plenty of time

To remind me to overthink everything twice

Thoughts they tend to betray me

Thoughts they want me to fear

Obsessing and stressing to take me

from the present I used to endear

I am worryingly me

So tired and never at ease

There is always plenty of time

To remind to overthink everything twice

I am worryingly me

So tired and never at ease

There is always plenty of time

To remind to overthink everything twice