There's a tiny seed of pain
Should just be tossed away
Instead we'll bring it in and see what kind of fruit it brings


And disregard the beauty
And don't believe in souls

Just make everything easy, profitable, and controlled

Chorus:


Sorry for preachin I'm just so damn tired
This way of life feels so uninspired

Give me a cause and I'll die tomorrow
But this day to day death's got to go


We're scratchin at the soil
Always lookin to the sky
For a river that's still here though it's clearly runnin dry


Cause it don't take much to break us
And happiness is scarce

And I don't have the answers I'm just tryin to still care

Chorus:


Sorry for preachin I'm just so damn tired
This way of life feels so uninspired

Give me a cause and I'll die tomorrow
But this day to day death's got to go


Stick around and the river will eventually be found
And I know all the meditation and medication fades away
Like this song and before long

We'll all be gone
Take my hand
It's getting old

But it can still
Help you to stand
What's to say?

What's to say?