Where Is The Healing

(eleanor mcevoy)



I look for comfort in the arms of every friend that i have known,

I long for poetry to sweep away the clouds above my soul.

I let myself believe that these will be my saviours till the end.

And so, on them i depend.

On them i depend.



Chorus



Where is the drug?

Where is the healing?

Where is whatever will ease this pain?

There is nothing i won't swallow

To stop what's eating up my brain

And get my feeling back again



I hear tortured voices buried deep inside of my head,

I have restlessness and anger as a pillow for my bed.

I hope it won't be long