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(clarke / sylvester / hicks)
Shook my head out of dreams
Reality’s calling
The early bird’s been up all morning
But I’ve got no notion of moving from where I am
Though my legs won’t move
I feel disabled
I’m on a shelf an article labeled
Waiting for someone to fetch me from lost and found
I’m down no one to hear me calling
I’m down no one to see me falling
I’m down
Had my ways
With days of sunshine
Life came easy it all fell in line
But then again I didn’t realise
When you’re used to one thing
It’s hard to accept another
Like the woman who brought you up
Well she ain’t your mother
How do you cope
With a thing like that
Chorus
I always thought it was my dad who went to war
Thought it was my sister who fell off the wall
My pseudo-brother billy emigrated long ago
Someone went through pain to have me
Someone I should know
I’m down
I’m down
To the folks who brought me up
I’m not ungrateful
Kept the secret from me
They thought it was shameful
It hurt me so
To be the last one to know
Maybe someone’s out there
Looking for me
Left on their own
Couldn’t afford to clothe me
And I i don’t even know my real name
Chorus
I’m down
I’m down
I’m down
Read more lyrics about / on: sister, brother, war, mother, hurt, lost, life, leave, dream
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