MOSTLY I’M NOT AROUND 
WORDS AND MUSIC BY ANNE STOTT 

I tripped over myself on the way to nowhere  
Hanging on to love that I couldn't spare  
To find there's no cure for all these doubts so  
Mostly, I'm not around  

I watch the night like an injured hawk  
Thinking of the prey that I once caught  
Knowing my days are counting down  
Mostly, I'm not around  

I looked up at God and I said when do I get out  
God glared back and gave me a frown  
So I'm on this shelf at the lost and found  
Mostly I'm not around 

© 2007 Anne Stott. All rights reserved.  

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