Climbing out of deep pits
With a dizzy scrambled head
Broken hands reporting for duty
Wondering if I’m filled with waste.
I need quiet time, don’t need to fill up my mind with noise
Radio and television off, gentle breathing nice and soft
It has been a while since I’ve came clean
God, why am I silent during the times I need you the most
Every hour seems wasted so painful to face it failed training labeled basic
Heart and mind need to come clean
Heart and mind need to come clean.