It's been four weeks since the treatment
And my mind is still a mess
And what's left to be remembered
Well it's anybody's guess
'Cause my past is like the weather
It will come and it will go
I don't know even know
What it is that I don't know
I'm some christopher columbus
Sailing out into my mind
With no map of where I'm going
Or of what I've left behind
I don't know
The things I don't know
I'm sure something's missing
I wish it would show
I don't know
You say take it slow
And I do although
How I do
I don't know
Are you talking with your husband
Well he hasn't much to say
Is it helping you remember
I remember that's his way
Does the puzzle come together
Piece by piece and row by row
I don't know
I don' know
Where the f**king pieces go
'Cause I don't know how it started
So I won't know when it's done
Have you talked to your depression
Your delusions and your son
