Besedila: Daniel Johnston. Despair Came Knocking.

Despair came knocking
At my door
And I let her in
For a while

She sat on the couch
In the end, smoking

She said nothing

Suddenly I felt tired
I began to feel tired
And all of the sudden,
the room seemed dizzy and dirty

Despair came knocking
And I let her in
For a while