When I heard the news

My heart fell on the floor

I was on a plane on my way to Baltimore

IN these troubled times, hard enough as it is

My soul has known a better life than this

I wondered how so many

Could be in so much pain

Why lovers don't seem to feel a thing

And then I curse my winess and I get so damned depressed

In a world of suffering, why should I be so blessed?

I heard about a woman

Who lives in Colorado

She builds a monument of song behind a garage door

Where everyday she prays for all whom are born

And all whose souls have passed on

Sometimes my trouble gets so thick

I can't see how I'm going to get through it

But then I would rather be stuck up in a tree

Than be tied to it

Dee da doo da doo

I know

There is so much more

I don't [bad word] with the way my clothes fit

I can't get used to my body's limits

I got some fancy shoes to try and kick away these blues

They cost a lot of money but they aren't worth a thing

I want to free my feet from the broken glas and concrete

I need to get out of this city

Lay upon the ground, stare a hole in your sky

Wondering where I go when I die

When I die