Less or More

Sometimes I'm happy when you go away

Cause' I know I'm not the best thing for you, 365 days.

Far to many city nights and siren wake up calls

For the girl who grew up swimming under Oregon waterfalls

One of these days we're gonna get away

One of these days I'm gonna take you back to the places you like to pray.

And while we wait, I know we're strong enough

And though I know you'd disagree sometimes

I feel like a prison guard who's got you shackled up…

And some days, I'm feeling pretty turned around

I'm just trying, I'm just trying to figure out

Do we want less?

Or do we want more?

Do we want less or more?

While nothings fully figured out, we still got two kids to raise

And we're gonna need a whole lot of luck, and a lot of grace

So 20 years from now, I bet you'll look at me and say

That these uncertain times, were really the glory days.

And some days, I'm feeling pretty turned around

I'm just trying, I'm just trying to figure out

Do we want less?

Or do we want more?

Do we want less or more?