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Psych Ward Blues

from Sutherland II by Ryan Sutherland

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Don't call me your brother
You ain't earned the right

Don't call me your brother
You ain't earned the right
To say that to me

We may share the same blood
That don't make us family

Now you say you just want to move one
But you don't really know what that means
No you come here
And you say you want to move on
I don't think you know what that means

Now,
Running away from your pain
And moving on
Are two very different things

Check into strong hospital
Psychiatric wing
Checked myself into the strong psych Ward
For My sanity

I will not lie
I truly wanted to die
I was so tired
I was so tired
I was so tired

24 hours in a little room
25 patients
Varying degrees of pain

I only wished to call you baby
They took my telephone away from me

Later on, I saw a homeless man on Monroe Avenue
Looked him in his sunken eyes
He looked so familiar
I'd seen him before
Where could it have been?


You know,
We don't all have family
We don't all have a home

Some people are astranged from their families
Some people have lost their happy home
With no place to go

So you better have compassion for those
Who truly have the blues
A blues like I ain't never felt before.

This could easily be you
Or me
Any one of us.

Now, I'm going home
Goodbye

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from Sutherland II, released November 18, 2022

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ryan sutherland Rochester, New York

A singer songwriter Living & working in Rochester , NY. Weird chords, and Slide guitar

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