Ronda Matson: Songs

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Drownin'

Right now the world seems to spin past me left to right.
I can’t catch my breath.
What happened to the daylight?
Black skies surroundin’ me, mean fists are poundin’ me.
Is it just in my head?
I pray for an open door.
I wish for a sunny day.
I’ve got a feelin' it can’t really be that way.
I need to take a stand, grab a helping hand.
Or should I go back to bed?

Hey, I’m drownin’--
I’m slip slidin’ to the ocean’s floor.
I’m drownin’--
I wish I could get out through the back door.
Hey, drownin’--
but there is no water in sight, my friend.
I’m drownin’—
again and again, again and again and again.

I’m wonderin’ what I’m rushin’ for as I’m headin’ for the open door.
I had a plan, but now it’s gone.
Don’t really want it any more.
I’m wonderin’ if I’ll even care come first ray of mornin’ light.
Don’t know where I should be.
It’s all same as it ever was and same as it will ever be.
You prove me wrong, see how happy I can be.
People in the scramble, runnin’ through their lives
far as the eye can see.

Hey, I’m drownin’—

I’m hangin’ on, I’m holdin’ out.
I don’t know what it’s all about.
Can’t take it slow when I don’t know
when to whisper, when to shout.
I asked a man who passed me by.
He looked me closely in the eye, said,
“Girl, just settle down.”
He smiled as he walked away.
Blue skies were born from grey.
I watched the cars passin' on the highway.
I thought about the whisper.
I thought about the shout.
I headed back to town.

I was drownin’—


Ronda Matson 2003