People (feat. Helene Cronin) [Acoustic Version]

Fragile as a dandelion weed

Strong as skyscraper steel

Been scraped up from the dust of the earth

Ahaped like clay on the Potter's wheel

We got roots that go back generations

And dreams that stretch for miles

And you can see 'em all in great granddaddy's

Polaroid gap tooth smile

We're story tellers, and ocean crossers

Belly laughers, baby makers and moonwalkers

So many kinds of different, so many ways the same

We love, we hate, we complicate, put all our crazy on parade

Such a mess but so beautiful

People

Always wanting more than what we got

But scared to let go of what we have

All walking down a road that won't make sense

Til we're there and looking back

Born to stand out in a crowd

And dying to fit in

Trying to change the world

Before the world spins round again

We're story tellers, and ocean crossers

Belly laughers, baby makers and moonwalkers

So many kinds of different, so many ways the same

We love, we hate, we complicate, put all our crazy on parade

Such a mess but so beautiful

People

We're shower singers, love letter writers

Barefoot dancers, kitchen kissers, and drunk dialers

So many kinds of different, so many ways the same

We love, we hate, we complicate, put all our crazy on parade

Such a mess but so beautiful

Yeah we're a mess, but ain't we beautiful

People

People