From the recording 1915
Written and recorded in the stairwell
Lyrics
My world is shrinking
I'm sinking like a stone
I've been away too long, it's time to come home
You won't let me in
I've played the witness
I've played the judge
I've begged forgiveness now from heaven above
They won't let me in
Our days are numbered
We're getting old
Hard not to stumble when it starts so slow
Let it go
Hard days are coming
We're on our own
No sense in running when the storm clouds show
Let it go
I've been overthinking
I've been oversold
I've been to the brink, can I forget what I was told
And not let it in?
My world is shrinking
I'm sinking like a stone
I've been away too long, it's time to come home
You won't let me in
Our days are numbered
We're getting old
Hard not to stumble when it starts so slow
Let it go