Wake me up in the morning when the world is gone
Wake me up in the morning when there's no one left
Wake me up in the morning when I walk all alone
In the mist
White mist

Tell the ones who would know me that I have gone
Tell the ones who would know me I have disappeared
Tell the ones who would know me I cannot be found
And lay me down very gently in the mist
White mist

Tell the people in my dreams that I will not be back
Tell the creatures in my dreams that I will not be back
Tell my father in my dreams that I will not be back
And let me just sit here and ponder in the mist
White mist

Tell the ones who would love me I can't deal with their love
Tell the ones who would hate me I can't deal with their hate
Tell the ones I disgust I can't fight them any more
And I'll curl up and suck my thumb in the mist
White mist

Tell the child that I'm saving that I need my rest
Tell the child that I'm saving that I have no strength
Tell the child that I'm saving that I've lost my way
And have him come to find me in the mist
White mist

Tell my soul just to float up there 'till my return
Tell my soul that where I'm going no souls can go
Tell my soul that I'm cleaning out the place in which it lives
I'll need soft rags and cleanser in the mist
White mist

And now I lay me down where no one ever goes
And now I lay me down where no one ever sees
And now I lay me down where no one ever dreams
Yes, now I lay me down in the mist
White mist

Bobby,

Little Bobby needs a strong guiding parent figure in Big Bobby, but he also needs to understand that adults are not indefatigable. They too need their rest and time to regroup and remarshall their energy.

Never feel you can't take this time. This too is an important part of recovery.

Much love,
Larry