Sick

A blind woman asked me today:
Son, what do you see in the sky?
I don’t know why but I said:
The sun.
But nobody has ever seen the sun,
It’s just a fuckin' lamp that was hung by someone,
And nobody ever will understand —
It’s not the sun, it’s just a lamp
I don’t wanna say that I know everything,
People tell me that I’m a sick,
But one day, my Lord will give me answer.
Long way and I’m so lonely,
It’s a new day
But I still feel alive.
Pain slowly killing my brain,
The noise of a passing train,
Somebody turned on the rain,
Again.
I try to forget, but I can’t, I can’t,
This fuckin' bastards don’t leave my head,
And I wanna sleep, but I cant find the bed,
It’s everything makes me so fuckin' mad,
I try to forget, but I can’t, I can’t,
And nobody ever will understand,
But one day, my Lord will give me answer.
Long way and I’m so lonely,
It’s a new day, But I still feel alive.