Accept your situation and your life will never change Should I do this...or should I do that? And should I say nothing when I've got nothing to say? Won't someone stop me, I'm falling down again Am I losing my resolve to dissolve my weakness? Am I losing control over my spirit or soul? This life will be the d**h of me There's a silence in my head My tongue is tied & my mind's eye blinded Is there nothing left to say? Am I steeped in tradition or numbed by indoctrination? I have a worm's eye view of the world I surround myself with familiar things I feel my knuckles go white and I hang on grim faced to reality If life is measured in seasons My autumn has arrived before my spring I'm becoming trapped in a tomb of my own making Dumb as d**h's head Everything will be alright in the morning light Everything will be alright in the morning light But will everything be alright in the morning light?