There Is So Much More

: Brett Dennen

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 is

My soul has known a better life than this

I wondered 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 damn 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 sorrow behind her garage door

Where every day she prays for all whom are born

And all who souls are passed on

Sometimes my trouble gets so thick

I can’t see how I’m gonna get through it

But then I would rather be stuck up in a tree

Then be tied to it

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 whole in the sky

Wondering where I go when I die

When I die