The Sickness

curse the cold

curse this heat

bless the earth underneath my feet

as I cross this city

with its insanity

I bless the sickness

that is haunting me

(ah...)

the more we are in number

the less of each other we see

bless this sickness

that is killing me

I am sick to my stomach

and I feel I cannot breathe

but bless this sickness

for awaking me

(Ah, awakening me

all I see

Ah...)

We are counting our blessings

but coming up short

do you have time enough aplenty

to wither and get bored?

if we all just keep on moving

keep busy, you believe

we will dodge the sickness

we call insanity

curse this city

choking the land that it calls home

curse a life lived among people

and yet so alone

for it will not go on forever

without cutting a few veins

may we all get sick together

maybe then we will change.