Heavy Days

Spend another morning stumbling

So I'll build another problem

I never thought that knowing what I'm living for

Could feel so out of reach

Now I'm parked under a shady tree

But she's losing all her branches

Reminds me how I'm never there for everyone

Who's always there for me

But I can't look up to heaven

Till I'm lying on the ground

While the heavy days pass over

And I don't know if my arms

Are reaching up or reaching down

To climb another twisted ladder

So I'm parked outside of Ferguson

On another rainy morning

To build another stadium

For selling truth that isn't truth at all

But that's not what's got me stumbling

It's the rain and it's the morning

I could spend a lifetime sleeping in

And wake up like I haven't dreamt at all

And I can't look up to heaven

Till I'm lying on the ground

While the heavy days pass over

And I don't know if my arms

Are reaching up or reaching down

To climb another twisted ladder

But I can't look up to heaven

Till I'm lying on the ground

While the heavy days pass over

And I don't know if my arms

Are reaching up or reaching down

To climb another twisted ladder

Spend another morning stumbling

So I'll build another problem

I never thought that knowing what you're living for

Could feel so out of reach