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