E9 Eb9 D9
I can't get over this feeling I've had
I've been here before and it ain't so bad
Alone on a Saturday with nothing do
Might laugh now, but it could happen to you

A G #F F
That's when I start to fall back into my hole
The one so deep things just rattle and roll
I fear the eyes that silently stare.
They never blink but they are always aware

Then I whistle a happy tune
I hope I get out soon.
When the seagulls cry like children in pain
I know it's time to recite this happy refrain.

You're not going anywhere
Your foot falls the same
You're rooted the ground 
And it's beginning to rain.# copyright Joe Johnston