Falling Apart Again

I'm falling apart, again.
I'm falling apart, again.
I can't hit the high notes
like before,
won't somebody help me
up off the floor.

Is somebody out there
going my way?
My dreams of tomorrow
died yesterday.

Everything is very very dark
again,
very dark
again.
I can't feel the sun
like before,
won't somebody help me
up off the floor.

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