i am low in my energy sickness weaves its web i share your hope in better days but my brain is a broken device you joke about it, but that does not heal me i do find you funny cause i like you a lot but you know me better that i know you i am minor, why i still don't know you are major and it is easy to understand why but you are not the only lover of my heart though they say i better keep to my Amsterdam sanctuary because they say i would end up a paraplegic it hurts me more than it maybe should i try to change the rhythm but i still feel the blues