that brave river, I can't sail. because of that lone feeling, that I might fail. So fuck it. I just smoke let me feel stoned 6th hour. I still fail to rise, and I cower in reality's eyes, so I just smoke let me feel stoned let that paranoia cut my head off. I'm low down crying shame today smoke stoned I have fallen scattered the wave alone I'm crying broken shade So I just smoke let me feel stoned I can't feel you you can't brave (the river?) no more sadness no more pain not what feeds you but what raves no more sadness no more...