I guess I'm doing alright
I still got air filling my lungs
Even though sometimes at night
I'm speaking in very strange tongues
And I'm thankful for all I've got
Some food, clothes, my home and work
I guess I really do have a lot
Even though I feel face down in the dirt
But I guess that's just the way it goes
Sometimes life gets pretty rough
Sometimes I ask myself, when is enough enough
To let go...?
I've been a lot of places
Stopped in hundreds of towns
And I've seen about a million faces
And felt a lot of ups and downs
And every day I somehow find
Something to keep me going
Gotta find myself that peace of mind
To hide my scars from showing
That's just the way it goes
Sometimes it's hard to stand tough
I wish I could tell myself that
Enough has been enough
To let go
That's just the way it goes
Sometimes I just don't have the stuff
And now I'm telling myself that
I think I've had enough
To let go
But I can't try not to try
I'll go to any length
I'll give it everything I can
If I can somehow find the strength
But I ache right down to my bones
From working hard all day
And my mind's grown so monotone
I've got nothing left to say