living today
Oh I can feel the folks dying in the cold
In the streets where their souls leave us, leave us lonely
Maybe they were the lucky ones filling in the Big Chill
Than work for the boss without dreams fulfilled
For a tomorrow's empty yesterday
When it's hard enough living today
Sometimes, so many-many times I ask myself
If it's a wonderful world then why change only comes when we raise hell?
Pencil in that bubble, and temporary scratch that itch
By endorsing a false corporate smiling among the rich
For a tomorrow's empty yesterday
When it's hard enough living today
For a tomorrow's empty yesterday
When it's hard enough living today
Everyday I scrape my broken knees
Asking for some inner peach
Where can a body find some real sleep
In the aspirations our thought we bring
Where can I find some spirit in this town?
For what comes up, for what comes up must go down (down)
For what comes up, for what comes up must go down
For what comes up, for what comes up must go down
For what comes up, for what comes up must go down
For what comes up, for what comes up must go down
For what comes up, for what comes up must go down
For what comes up, for what comes up must go down
For what comes up, for what comes up must go down
For what comes up, for what comes up must go down (down-down)
For what comes up, for what comes up must go down
In the streets where their souls leave us, leave us lonely
Maybe they were the lucky ones filling in the Big Chill
Than work for the boss without dreams fulfilled
For a tomorrow's empty yesterday
When it's hard enough living today
Sometimes, so many-many times I ask myself
If it's a wonderful world then why change only comes when we raise hell?
Pencil in that bubble, and temporary scratch that itch
By endorsing a false corporate smiling among the rich
For a tomorrow's empty yesterday
When it's hard enough living today
For a tomorrow's empty yesterday
When it's hard enough living today
Everyday I scrape my broken knees
Asking for some inner peach
Where can a body find some real sleep
In the aspirations our thought we bring
Where can I find some spirit in this town?
For what comes up, for what comes up must go down (down)
For what comes up, for what comes up must go down
For what comes up, for what comes up must go down
For what comes up, for what comes up must go down
For what comes up, for what comes up must go down
For what comes up, for what comes up must go down
For what comes up, for what comes up must go down
For what comes up, for what comes up must go down
For what comes up, for what comes up must go down (down-down)
For what comes up, for what comes up must go down
Credits
Writer(s): Sean-patrick Dowen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Sounds
- Happiness Is A Short Sad Song
- Sisyphus Revisited (I Think Therefore I Suffer)
- 8½
- Inner Diamond & Three Black Paintings
- Inner Diamond & Three Black Paintings (feat. Isidora String Trio)
- Sonder In Five Moments
- Someone Like You Around/All Day I Dream About Sleep - EP
- What Brings You Down/Funny Thing To Us
- The Embryonic Syd Lewis (Volume I)
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