Augustana

Wake up, take your pills dear, I know this time of year ain't
right for you...
you came with a sickness, shot down back in Christmas,
Kamikaze rain...
and I'm sure you've lost that weight again,
I'm sure the pills keeping pouring in,
like smoke that falls, it's caving into you...
so put me on a plane, and fly me to anywhere...with you...