If pain is all in the mind
Then why does it feel so real?
Like the hand I used to hold
The hand I couldn't keep

I'm a beggar aimless wandering

Singing songs out of key
Now I wretch, now I sleep
Now I plea for coins
To help feed my disease

My body broken, all alone, in want of times before

When I held in my hand
A part of the world
The greatest part of it
The very heart of it

Always to be a part of me apart from me

If pain is all in the mind
This pain enough to ****
The loss and longing lonesomess
Its all that I can feel

I'm a beggar aimless wandering