Sorrow Floats - Voice of the Beehive

I can’t stick around she said

Not much to be found she said

I oughta know, time goes by slowly

I am here and i am young

Life is here and not much fun

Somehow some way, i missed my day

Don’t you ever get sick of feeling sick about it?

Don’t you ever get sick of feeling sick without it?

She wakes up and cracks a beer

Wants to feel she isn’t here

Sometimes she cries and she doesn’t know why

She is only twenty-two

And she feels her life is through

Blames it on fate, starts drinking at eight

Don’t you ever get sick of feeling sick about it?

Don’t you ever get sick of feeling sick without it?

Sorrow floats

She’s too young to feel that old

She’s too kind to be that cold

I try to help, i just start to yell

Too much time is spent to think

Too much money spent on drink

I’m far away but still i should say

Don’t you ever get sick of feeling sick about it?

Don’t you ever get sick of feeling sick without it?

Sorrow floats

You can’t drown your sorrows

Or on you will be the joke

Because the only thing that you will drown is yourself

'cause you see my dear, sorrow floats

Sorrow floats

Sorrow floats

Sorrow floats

Sorrow floats