Here I sit, in the dark
Trying hard to find my art
I sit and stare and try to think
But all I do is blink and blink
Here I sit, by myself
No hand to hold, no one to help
I try to wake from languid dream
Inside my heart it tries to scream
Here I sit, mind gone cold
No inspiration will take hold
I yawn, I stretch, I blow my nose
Still the emptiness takes hold
Here I sit, in the dark
No piece of mind, no warmth of heart