Woke up early in the morning
No reason it seemed to love the day
No purpose, empty, feeling blue
No place to go, Nothing to do
What can I do, what can I say
No reason being to live today
I do my chores I clean the house
I feed the dogs I take em out
My life seems so meaningless
My youthful days of joy and bliss
Have gone have passed been swept aside
All that's left is emptiness inside
Yet I go on. I live my life
I love my dogs I love my wife.
If chores are the reason for today
I'll try again I'll swing away
It's not so bad, many have it worse
Maybe this illness is not such a curse
Who knows what else this day may bring
So if I must go on I'll laugh and sing
About my triumphs and my highs
About the days with the sweetest of skies.
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