Halfway to the Hearse

Try not to think about
That I don't want to die
That ain't the way out
I got a morbid mind
And I get stuck in it sometimes
Can you pull me out?
I'm floating now

Are the dark circles getting worse?
I'm already halfway to the hearse

Traveling stones you pulled
The fear out of my bones
And now I'm gone, long gone
My friend got back and his joke made me laugh
And you pulled me out
I'm floating now