My Nostalgic Noggin

Help me, I’m hopeless Again, I’m feeling distress You won’t knock me down By your frown…your frown… Help me, I’m helpless Again, I’m feeling like a mess You don’t need to hurt me so By your ways of woe…woe… Stream of tears roll down, down My eyes…my eyes…I cry aloud I shake and shake up in this town Stream of hopes and fears seep through the crowd Crawling inside my cranium Is this feeling of numb Crawling inside my cranium Is this feeling of dumb Stream of desires, graces and glories is my cup of rum Help me, I’m making less progress Again, I’m feeling too much stress You won’t drag me down once more You won’t allow me not to soar by feeling sore Help me, I’m helpless Again, I’m feeling like a mess You don’t need to hurt me so By your ways of woe…woe… Stream of tears roll down, down My eyes…my eyes…I cry aloud I shake and shake up in this town Stream of hopes and fears seep through the crowd Crawling inside my cranium Is this feeling of numb Crawling inside my cranium Is this feeling of dumb Stream of desires, graces and glories is my cup of rum You need to relax and be with me, be with me We melt like wax in the sun of vivacious vanity It’s a gift or a curse that you’re safe and sound It’s a miracle or a tragedy in reverse to feel gravity-bound Help me, I’m feeling too much emotion Due to the many people and noise around me I can’t stand the constant commotion Dealing with feelings that are profound frankly Help me, I’m helpless Again, I’m feeling like a mess You don’t need to hurt me so By your ways of woe…woe… Stream of tears roll down, down My eyes…my eyes…I cry aloud I shake and shake up in this town Stream of hopes and fears seep through the crowd Crawling inside my cranium Is this feeling of numb Crawling inside my cranium Is this feeling of dumb Stream of desires, graces and glories is my cup of rum Nostalgic night is barreling in my noggin I’m taming this fire of desire from within Feelings of pure calm is worn like lip balm Upon my ever-shaking, yet gently soft palm