Well Here I Go Again

Well here I go again

Feeling sorry for myself they say

Heck I didn’t know I had lost so much sleep

Feeling sorry for myself, I thought my men were on my mind all day.

Well here I go again

Sadness, gloom, memories and pain

Tears, nightmares, and anger that’s what I feel today

Feeling sorry for myself, I guess it must be so I of feeble brain.

Well here I go again

This time of year seems to bring on this self-indulgent blur

Nothing to worry about though because they are sure nothing happened to bother me

These old self-pity feelings I get about things that never were.

Well here I go again

Seems like those that didn’t serve know better than I

Must be true, I’m a washed up has been of an old man feeling sorry for myself.

Guess I should ramble on off; bother no one else with my feelings for those that did die.

Well here I go again

Here I go again

And again

From now on from self-pity I shall refrain.

August 15, 2005

Background sequence by Tuyen N. Tran