There Is so Much More

When I heard the news, my heart fell on the floor

I was on a plane on my way to Baltimore

In these troubled times, it's hard enough as it is

My soul has known a better life than this

I wonder how so many could be in so much pain

While others don't seem to feel a thing

And then I curse my whiteness and I get so damned depressed

In a world of suffering, why should I be so blessed?

I heard about a woman who lives in Colorado

She built a monument of sorts behind the garage door

Where everyday she prays for all whom are born

And all whose souls have passed on

Sometimes my trouble gets so thick

I can't see how I'm going to get through it

But then I would rather be stuck up in a tree

Than be tied to it

I know

There is so much more

I don't feel comfortable with the way that my clothes fit

I can't get used to my body's limits

I got some fancy shoes to try and kick away these blues

They cost a lot of money, but they aren't worth a thing

I want to free my feet from the broken glass and concrete

I need to get out of this city

Lay upon the ground, stare a hole in your sky

Wondering where I go when I die

When I die