Tinted glasses help you greet the day
Might come to see things in a different way
Light and shadow, sun and shade
I often think about the plans that we made just to end
Clouded valleys, peaks to climb
Life makes it hard to sort the reason from rhyme, well
Hidden meanings, mirrored halls
I'm always grasping for the gist of it all, is it mad?
Life will charm you, will disarm you
Buy the farm you, you know life's gonna hit you where it counts
Puppet masters will chart the course
In case you're wondering, they're that cart, you're the horse
Winding pathways, prophetic intel
Declaring heaven by eleven while some tell of hell
Spinning compass, bloodshot eyes
I do my best to sort the truth from the lies, well
Preachers pleading, sirens call
It's by the grace of God we take it, and make it at all
Life will charm you, will disarm you
Buy the farm you, you know life's gonna hit you where it counts
Life will charm you, will disarm you
Buy the farm you, you know life's gonna hit you where it counts
Where it counts