Modern Relics - The Ways We Are Given Lyrics

I'm getting tired of walking, I need some rest maybe some sleep
The burden of my unknowing, where I am going where I will be
A restless wind from the northeast, gets me to moving shuffles my feet
A red hawk carries an omen, can't stop too long on my journey
Can't stop too long on my journey

These are the ways we are given
This is the call of our life
A toast to all who are being
Raise up your glass, shout out your voice
Being right now let us rejoice

I packed my bags in New Jersey, wondering why I had to go
I thought that somehow, just maybe I could stay there yet I did know
I could stay there, still I will go

These are the ways we are given
This is the call of our life
A toast to all who are being
Raise up your glass, shout out your voice
Being right now let us rejoice

The shining stars that compel me, touching my eyes speaking to me
They knew I wouldn't have found you, sitting right there waiting for me
Sitting alone waiting for me

These are the ways we are given
This is the call of our life
A toast to all who are being
Raise up your glass, shout out your voice
Being right now let us rejoice
Raise up your glass, shout out your voice
We are the now let us rejoice
Raise up your glass, shout out your voice
Raise up your glass, give it a hoist

The ways we are given
The ways we are given