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
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
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