Nathan Thompson

Letter in the mail
Just came today
Another surprise

The news was shattering
Your life was fracturing
Pray for clear skies

Already numb
Slippin down, down, down, down, down
Slippin down

Voices on telephones
Sound like metronomes
Talking medical talk

And hearts are beating fast
How long will this last
How long til so long

Already numb
Slippin down, down, down, down, down
Slippin down, down, down, down, down
Slippin down

Six oclock in the morning
Standing in hospital lines
Testing answers to questions
Pray for peace of mind

Transparent tortured soul
Laid low by needle holes
Radiation and chemo go rounds

You stare out at the sky
How will you get by you wonder
How to hold on

Already numb
Slippin down, down, down, down, down
Slippin down, down, down, down, down
Slippin down