I see you there
Staring out the window
Is this the way
That all of your days go?

You should be here outside
You need a change and I know you tried
You took your turn at the wishing well
What you found was a kind of hell.

I blame it all
On the manufacturer
After that, I blame
The distributor
They said it would ease your pain
But what you lost was ever their gain
You took your turn at the wishing well
What you found was a kind of hell.

It will take time
Even after what we’ve seen
To break the hold
Of the prescription drug machine.

They said it would ease your pain
But what you lost was ever their gain
You took your turn at the wishing well
What you found was a kind of hell.

©2022 Craig Hansen