Folk acoustic singer songwriter, Medium tempo, organic, warm, emotional, cinematic, building, Male vocals, acoustic guitar, piano, strings, percussion, timpani, shaker, tambourine
I use to worry all the time
Of what would become of my life
Get a job and buy a home
A million things I would own
Oh no, lifes a winding road
Im hoping someday that Ill see
Why do we stress about these things
So what do we really need?
Is it love that we seek?
Oh no, where am I to go
And all though this life is temporary
I dont think that we should carry
Burdens of greedy attitudes
So Im ah say just what Im thinking
Please dont mind that Ive been drinking
All my fears and problems away
No it dont make sense to me
Were the ones with the money
I saw a life in someones shoes
Filled with dirt and nasty truths
He lived a life that never changed
Every day was just the same
Oh no, lifes a dead end road
But he wakes up every single day
With a smile on his face
I asked the answer to this life
Is it found in things that we buy?
Oh no, he says happiness is gold
All though this life is temporary
I dont think that we should carry
Burdens of greedy attitudes
So Im ah say just what Im thinking
Please dont mind that Ive been drinking
All my fears and problems away
Now it all makes sense to me
It all makes sense to me
Dont live for the money