[ Featuring Living Stones ]
You don't have time, to smell the roses, but you've got time to mow them down
In a world of control, it's made you a liar, it's hard to laugh when you forgot how
Come to the table, come to the Master's home
And lay down your heavy load
Come to the table, where the future is bright
He sees you coming down the road
Continue to strive, getting nothing for something
But you don't seem to get ahead
Continue to cry and suffer in silence
It's hard to laugh, when your innocence is dead
Come to the table, come to the Master's home
And lay down your heavy load
Come to the table, where the future is bright
He sees you coming down, the road
Come to the table, come to the Master's home
And lay down your heavy load
Come to the table, where the future is bright
He sees you coming down, the road
Come to the table, come to the table
And lay it down, lay down, lay down your heavy load
Come to the table, where the future is bright
He sees you coming down the road
