All You'll Ever Catch

Another lovely day

To watch the grass grow blade by blade

Or keep an eye on drying paint

To boil some water sans a flame

Frightened and barefoot

Like every step is burning blacktop

Or throbbing embers in a fire walk

With pain to pay for every misstep

'Cause Lord knows no one's ever done much wrong in the past

And if you're chasing your tail around, all you'll ever catch is your ass

Oh, oh

You can stay here

Mull it over

But someone's gotta get it done

Do the songbirds

Worry about being hackneyed?

Do they too judge their melody?

Question each note and every beat

And If the first man

Had scratched his head so fervently

He'd have just earned himself a seat

Inside the belly of a beast

'Cause Lord knows no one's ever done much wrong in the past

And if you're chasing your tail around all you'll ever catch is your ass

Oh, oh

You can stay here

Mull it over

But someone's gotta get it done

'Cause Lord knows no one's ever done much wrong in the past

And if you're chasing your tail around all you'll ever catch is your ass

Oh, oh

You can stay here

Mull it over

But someone's gotta get it done