Tough Questions

You took a job that is an hour drive each way Building giant homes that all look alike It pays the bills sure, but what else does it return And is it worth all of the life you're giving up The house will be there with the burden of a plan And thirty years until you finally pay it off The thought remains that you'd be better off this way But does someday an earnest ever show up Tough questions It's hard to say... I bought a car and drove it ninety miles away So I could be all by my fucking self I took a job (ah!) laying shingles down outside Taking breaks and watching clouds rolling by Now fifteen years are gone and nothing else has changed Except the day and how I choose to fill it up Now I am safe and totally out of the way But is it worth all of the life that I gave up? Tough questions It's hard to say... woo!