These troubled days just go on, on and on
I'm losing sleep and I sink like a stone
Wanna call the Maker on the phone
Ask him where the magic has all gone
And the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb
See the cannonball fly through the hole in the sky
And the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb
See the cannonball fly through the hole in the sky
And I'm leaving for good
Oh, this time I am leaving for good
This time is the right time, I'd stay if I could
And the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb
These troubled days just go on, on and on
Seems like a waste just to try to be strong
All this melancholy wears me down
A sentimental breakdown is coming around
And the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb
See the cannonball fly through the hole in the sky
And the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb
See the cannonball fly through the hole in the sky
And I'm leaving for good
Oh, this time I am leaving for good
This time is the right time, I'd stay if I could
And the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb
Yeah, the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb
Oh, the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb