Sing a song confessional
With a heart, mind and spirit
To the medical professional
Who isn't here to hear it
Who is not here to hear it
I was at the funeral Eighth or ninth in the procession
Now it ain't all that unusual To lose a month or two to depression
In desperate need of some medical attention
In desperate need of some medical attention
In desperate need of some medical attention
Seems strange to think that a voice like that is silent now
