I'm thinking about other things I heard about today
All this week and tomorrow
And how these hands could create some better things for bettering

But you see for now I've got my own things
I can't help it
I got too many issues I own

So I cannot help I'm afraid, yeah
But keep on preaching, preaching to heal the world
Lip service makes us look great


Do you feel
The weight of the world singing sorrow

Or to you is it just not real
Cause you got your owns things
Yeah we all have our things I guess


I guess my mind wanders off
From time to time

Sometimes I convince myself
That all is fine in the world
It's not mine

Why should I
Have to try
To fix things I didn't create or contrive


Do you feel
The weight of the world singing sorrow

Or to you is it just not real
Cause you got your own things
Yeah we all so many things


Have the habits
Had you

Has it been for long
Can you feel the souls behind what's going on


Do you feel
The weight of the world singing sorrow
Or to you is it just not real

Cause you got your own things
Yeah we all have our things


Do you feel
The weight of the world singing sorrow
Or to you is it just not real

Cause you got your things
Because we all so many things
And I can't get past these things


Ohh