State of I

I feel it seems not all is well, and I've taken my time This leather hand works over, a trouble man goes sober But still it seems not all is well Here in town there is a bell, and it rings just like time began All time permits for fast and slow, bring all nations to the show Cause here in town is where they sell How many people does it take to wonder To turn the sunshine into thunder Keep the sinners on the mountain side, they've been around since the dawn of time They keep a close eye on the ones that hide Forgive, forget, and son will be a man Mother you got to release the withdrawn hand but still keep the sinners right by your side How many people does it take to wonder To turn the sunshine into thunder How many lips can read what the tongue deceives To stutter meaninglessly This fed up mind says to fall behind all to make it feel better Cause state of I tends to compromise the signs This fed up mind says to fall behind all to make it feel better Cause state of I tends to compromise the signs