sing it, amos lee, sing it so sweet.

Lately I, I've been heading for a breakdown
Every time I leave my house
It feels just like a shake down
Between street sweepers and a bunch of the lawyers
Who may as well be butchered
Between the small timing hustlers who all seem to feed upon each other

Oh God where have you been
Hanging out a little violin
While I've been waiting for you to pull me through

Lately I, every time I try to lie down
My mind just gets away
I can't even close my eyes now
Between the big fish ambition, and the lovers
Using words as ammunition
Between war plan I've been pacing endlessness
Impossible dream that I've been chasing

Oh God where have you been
Hanging out a little violin
While I've been waiting for you to pull me through