Slow Rock
She pours herself some coffee
runs her fingers through her hair
she didnt see it coming
she knows it wasnt fair
She puts the mug on the table
the trembling causes a spill
she wonders if she'll ever be stable
the doctors gave her some pills
The wind blows through the curtains
dead flowers are on the sill
at the time she was so certain
her dreams would be fullfilled
The week has been a blur
friends and family have appeared
they all have tried to tell her
the things she needs to hear
Her cheeks are dry from the crying
her eyes are getting sore
her mind hurts,it keeps on tryin
to be like it was before
But it doesnt mean anything
it doesnt mean anything
No,it doesnt mean anything
it doesnt mean a thing