I woke up that day 
 with one foot in the news
And I started to lose
My balance

I couldn’t play the guitar 
with the news in my head 
and it started to spread
And I lost 
my balance

I woke up that day 
with one foot in the news
It seemed like I had to choose 
Or else lose 
My balance

I woke up that day and I wanted to pray
But it seemed like I had to choose
Whom to pray to

I woke up one day 
with my heart in the news
And it seemed like I had to choose
Between violence or violence
Between violence or violence
And I lost my balance

The world was helter skelter
Guitars provided no shelter
From the horror of imbalance
The harrowing  imbalance
The horror of such malice

I woke to the view of the world tumbling down
And the news in my head made it start to pound 
And propel me off balance
So trivial seemed my talents

I woke up that day with one mind in the news 
And there was no way to choose
Between the arms of violence
And the arms of balance
The extended arms of balance

	I woke up that day 
with the news in my brain—
the repeated refrain
And I tried to regain—my balance

 I woke up that day and caught his frown
And I wanted to drown, 
to have him surround
Me in his arms for comfort
The arms of my lover
The arms of balance
Solo

I woke up in a morning of darkness
With extended arms for balance
My arms extended for balance.