Interlude 01. (DITD)

If it's wrong that's fine So The start of the song Not down in the doldrums Perhaps the pulsating Periods of stagnation Provide clearer guidance For one's ambitions Constricting and contracting Thoughts down the homerun Of newly leased hallways Down in the doldrums Certainly lamenting Over funerals all held In the same room Assumed the gloom But it's the room and us We choose our own gloom