Sanoja: Cowboy Junkies. Open. Dark Hole Again.

Stuck in that dark hole again
Someone throw me a ladder
On which I can depend
Someone give me a handhold
To help me ascend
Someone give me a reason
To start up these walls once again

Lost in those gray clouds again
Trying to punch my way through them
As fear settles in
Earth growing larger as I fall into a spin
Someone give me a reason
To take on those gray clouds again

Caught in this rip tide again
My mouth wide open
The sea pouring in
Perhaps I'll just float here
And see where this journey ends
Until someone gives me a reason
To stay clear of those rip tides again