Testo Out To Pasture

(3, 4)

Now that my glory days are over
And I spent all my blessings as they came
It's time to put me out to pasture, and pray for the rain

I guess this must weigh on you, heavy
But know it comes with zero shame Well I headed out to meet my maker, but he stood me up again

Seems I'm stuck capturing that same feeling
But I received good news today
Still I'm inclined towards songs of sadness, and days washed down the drain