Analysis of Pennies on the mountain

Dropping change out my pocket like a pickpocket lost in the wilderness

Screwed up, messed up, fleeting thoughts, fleeing from my feelings

Where's the answer and the truth. Endless optimism leading to total disappointment.

Nothing makes sense anymore. The leaves fall and it means nothing. The sun rises, it means less.

Here I go yet again and again, the same topic over and over. Making me want to lose it all to the winded windowpane.

I want to crush and cry, my soul and spirit drowning in rain. I wish the pain would stop, but it won't. And I just can't surrender.