I HEARD A STORY ABOUT A MAN WHOSE SOUL JUST UP AND QUIT ONE DAY
SO I BEGAN TO WORRY WITHOUT A CHANGE OF COURSE THAT I END UP THAT WAY
I HAD ALWAYS WONDERED HOW WE LET OURSELVES GET TRAMPLED UNDERFOOT
BUT NOW I'VE HEARD THE THUNDER OF A STIFLED HEART JUST CRAWLING UP MY THROAT
IS THIS A MORNING COMMUTE OR A FUNERAL MARCH?
BECAUSE MY MIND SHIFTS TO NEUTRAL THE MINUTE I PARK AND I'M OFF
AND AM I EARNING A LIVING OR LIVING TO EARN?
AND IF I HAVE TO THINK TWICE I'VE GOT BRIDGES TO BURN CAUSE I'M OFF
JUST HIT THE BRAKES
WHY? WHY DIE BY INCHES? WHY BE TRAPPED BENEATH THE WEIGHT OF THEIR CONCERNS
AND WHY? WHY BUILD DEFENSES, WHEN YOU'VE GOT NO PLANS TO SHOW THEM WHAT YOU'RE WORTH?
NOW I COULD GO TO PIECES. I COULD TIE ME DOWN, SO I'D RESIST THE URGE.
BUT I JUST RELEASED IT. 'CAUSE EVERYTHING THAT RISES MUST CONVERGE.
NOW YOU CAN SILENCE YOURSELF WHEN YOU KNOW THAT YOU'RE RIGHT
BUT IF THE WORDS WANT TO COME THEN THERE'S NO USE IN FIGHTING THEM OFF
BECAUSE I'D MUCH RATHER GO WITH A SALVO OF LIGHTS
THAN A POSSE OF EMBERS ALL SMOLDERING WHITE.
IF I'M OFF, THEN I'M OFF AND JUST HIT THE BRAKES.
I'M NOT SHOUTING TOUTING MISBEHAVIOR.
IN FACT, I'LL SEE THAT CAESAR GETS HIS DUE
BUT SOMETIMES SOMETHING TELLS YOU NOT TO WAVER
AND IF YOU DO...
I HEARD A STORY ABOUT A MAN WHOSE SOUL JUST UP AND QUIT ONE DAY.
