I can’t see for the sun It’s the darkness lights me up But that ain’t the way to live Mere wandering can’t fill my cup
I get up late from when the world starts I can’t catch a break 'cept for my broken heart Broken not from women, broken not from friends Broken only from the things in life that won’t end
There’s always the confusion There’s always the pain But in spite of these things The sun pokes through the rain
With the sun above us and the rain below It should be easy to deal melancholy a blow But only for the permanent people With their permanent problems
They can make peace with woe Since it is all they know But for those with fleeting spirits And seasick minds, a solution can be much harder to find
So we spend our lives searching With the journey as our goal But with no destination to find We keep walking low
Out of sight from the sun Treading carefully on the rain No impetus for shaky souls to run A simple “I don’t know” seems to be our refrain
Not from sloth do we shun a rationale But from confusion, wonder, and the urge to corral All our misgivings and doubts into something that’s right Something to sooth a troubled mind when it keeps up the night