Yea, so
I was shoveling my driveway the other day
And uh
One of neighbors was like "uh, snow again"
Like, "I hate this; yuck"
But, I don't know
I don't get mad at the snow when it falls
It does what it does despite what it cause
Something so real; so true to itself
We're foolin' ourselves; scraping ice from our cars
I don't get mad at the rain when it pours
Or a storm when it forms for stayin' its course
Something so real; so true to itself
We're fooling ourselves and we're staying in doors
I don't feel the pain anymore; I grew up
And I don't really think I was a screw up, but
Couple loose screws had me screwed up, ha
Now they ain't nothin to me but a tune up
I don't get mad at the trees when the leaves fall
I don't get mad at the leaves when the trees fall
I don't get mad at the man with the plan
If I end up down bad when I stand on a see saw
We are who we are at our core we're human
Behind closed doors we're human
Even on the floor all fours were human
So tell me what we're doing
Birds gonna sing
And a snakes gonna bite
The bees are gonna sting but to me that's alright
Cause
I don't get mad at the snow when it falls
It does what it does despite what it cause
Something so real; so true to itself
We're foolin' ourselves; scraping ice from our cars
I don't get mad at the rain when it pours
Or a storm when it forms for stayin' its course
Something so real; so true to itself
We're fooling ourselves and we're staying in doors
I ain't been surprised in a long time
It's written in the sky heard the call sign
So I don't really bother looking up these days
Steada blues I get the grays, and it's all fine
This is what we all signed up for
It all checks out it's above board
4 and 4 is 8, and people don't stay
It's okay if they walk right out the front door
I don't get mad when the birds fly
Just because I'm stuck here on the ground
When the worst is given
I'm the first one grinning
Cause the earth keeps spinning right around
I feel so at peace right now
Taking in the world cause it's all art
Yellin' "get down", when the dogs gettin' loud
But there's beauty in the sound of a dog bark
I don't get mad at the snow when it falls
It does what it does despite what it cause
Something so real; so true to itself
We're foolin' ourselves; scraping ice from our cars
I don't get mad at the rain when it pours
Or a storm when it forms for stayin' its course
Something so real; so true to itself
We're fooling ourselves and we're staying in doors
It's like
We live in buffalo, man, like
If you hate the snow
Move somewhere else