“I was reading a psych. book (not for fun; I was in grad. school) and these words just appeared in my mind. I wrote them down and handed them to Justin. We'd only been married for about 6 months at the time and I think he thought I was pretty depressed. This was not the case at all. I explained to him that my mind is a very bizarre place where random words lurk, occasionally forming sentences. I swear it was no more than a half-hour later that he came back playing the song on his guitar.” – Kristen

“Do what you gotta do. I don’t have far to fall.
I don’t have far to fall from here anyway.”

“You think you're smart but I know a thing or two about you.”

I fell asleep and awoke.
Days began, days crept by.
Started to wonder why I couldn’t see the sky.
“You know,” I said, “maybe it’s time you left.
“It’s getting dark and I’m not getting anywhere.”

“You know,” it said. “I don’t work that way.
I’m here to stay, yes I’m here to stay.”

“You think you're smart but I know a thing or two about you.”

One day I stepped outside. The faces of the people
showed me the truth. Sadness had got to them too.
All together (one and all) we’d let it in. The days began
We barely talked. Forgot how to laugh and smile.

“You know.” I said, “What a fine mess you’ve made.
Did you think I’d be afraid?”

“You think you're smart but I know a thing or two about you.”

“You know,” it said.
“You’ve got it all wrong.
I am sadness, but I only win
when you let me in.”

Sadness crept slowly into my bedroom window.
It woke me up; it said, “I’m here to stay.”

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