Desperate for Peace

Hello, darkness, my old friend. Hello, darkness.

Knockin' at my door again. Beggin' me to come outside. I let you

back into my life. Now, usually, I'd be strong

enough. To lock the doors and keep 'em shut. But not today,

I'm desperate. Desperate. So go ahead and come on in.

So go ahead and come on in. So go ahead and come on

in. My pockets sing a lonely hymn. Empty like an open hand.

Bills on the table, mama died. I'm broke all the time.