Oh we’re a mess, poor humans, poor flesh—hybrids of angels and animals, dolls with diamonds stuffed inside them We’ve been to the moon and we’re still fighting over Jerusalem. Let me tell you what I do know: I am more than one thing, and not all of those things are good. The truth is complicated. It’s two-toned, multi-vocal, bittersweet. I used to think that if I dug deep enough to discover something sad and ugly, I’d know it was something true. Now I’m trying to dig deeper.
What goes around comes around Feel it breathin’ down heavy on you You made that bed you’re layin’ on Deeds that you have done, now you cant undo
You’ve got bones in your closet You’ve got ghosts in your town Ain’t no doubt, yeah, they’re gonna come out They’re waiting for the sun to go down You can’t hide from your demons Feel ‘em all lurkin’ around You’re runnin’ scared ‘cause you know they’re out there They’re waiting for the sun to go down
It’s a long hard row to hoe When seeds that you sow grow by the wicked moon Be sure your sins will find you out Your past will hunt you down And return to tell on you
It all stands to reason Every dog will have his day But your day is leavin’ Better hold on tight Here comes the night
"I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand. It’s when you know you’re licked before you begin but you begin anyway and you see it through no matter what. You rarely win, but sometimes you do."
